The field buzzed with anticipation, the scent of sweat and grass thick in the air as Seiryuu High huddled up for another play. The energy coursing through their veins was undeniable, but exhaustion was beginning to weigh on their legs and shoulders. Despite the 19-0 lead, everyone knew they needed to push harder, dig deeper, and extend their lead before fatigue set in.
Sota wiped his brow with the back of his hand, scanning the field. His eyes flickered to Kaminari, already lined up on the left, breathing heavily but steady. Koenji, still flushed from his earlier score, gave a nod. Everyone was gassed, yet no one backed down. Tsubasa High's defense was pressing harder now, but Seiryuu had one clear goal: score as much as they could while they still had air left in their lungs.
