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But with every passing minute, East Valley grew more brutal.
Shoulders slammed. Arms tugged jerseys. Shins cracked against shins. The whistle still shrilled, but no card came. Not a single flash of yellow, as if the referee had swallowed his courage.
Lincoln’s players felt it. Some of them were snapping back, a shove here, an elbow there. The fire that made them dangerous was twisting into something reckless.
Julian’s eyes cut to the side—Dante Cruz.
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