Tension crackled in the air as the clock wound down, only a couple of minutes remaining before halftime. Seiryuu High's players were fired up, adrenaline surging through their veins. They had momentum on their side, the score sitting comfortably at 18-0, but they weren't about to let up. Sota, standing at the center of the huddle, scanned his teammates' faces. They were all breathing hard, but their eyes were full of determination. They could smell blood in the water.
"We finish strong," Sota said, his voice calm but laced with urgency. "We're not giving them any room to breathe. Let's rack up one more score before the half ends."
