Even though Hiro could sense the danger, he felt helpless. The distance between them was great. It felt like watching a specter on the field, advancing with threatening aggression.
'I need to run...' The inner voice inside him screamed. However, when he tried to move his legs, he couldn't lift them.
Hiro felt confused. The light in his eyes dimmed. The strength inside his body waned.
'What's happening? Why can't I move?' He couldn't understand.
The world around him moved in slow motion, the voices of the crowd fading. Hiro failed to understand this strange feeling gripping him.
Though he was familiar with this void-like feeling, he failed to understand it.
He lifted his head to look ahead. He could spot the imposing giant with number 9 on his back advancing. While he advanced, his jersey fluttered along with the wind.
He was shrouded in some kind of dark mist.