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... s, screaming toward goal.
Cael lunged—arms out—
STRECHHHHH!
The ball stuck in his gloves. Safe.
But the moment he landed, the silence that followed wasn’t relief. It was shock. Gasps tore from the stands as red streaks blossomed above his eyebrow.
The blood ran quick, hot, spilling into his eye, dripping across his cheek before staining the turf below.
Prittttt!
The referee’s whistle cut through the chaos.
Dante Cruz smirked, turnin ...
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