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... his voice low but firm, echoing through the locker room. "We can’t play our game if you’re not cold-headed. Don’t get provoked. Don’t get pulled into their rhythm."
"Yes, Coach."
"Alright," he nodded. "Now go out there... and break a leg."
We rose together, the sound of sneakers scuffing against the locker room floor filling the silence. Time to walk into the fire.
Rakuzan entered the arena first—their red and black jerseys glinting under the lights, faces unread ...
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