"Last semifinal!" Yang's voice resonated across the field. "Klein's team versus Ren's team!"
Lin watched Ren prepare to descend to the arena, her hands tightening. Her student had progressed enormously in recent months, but this battle...
Still she couldn't bring herself to suggest surrender, yet the thought of a crushing defeat affecting his motivation made her chest tighten with worry.
Taro and Min flanked Ren as they advanced onto the field. Their expressions showed determination despite the overwhelming odds they faced. The morning sun cast long shadows behind them, like omens of the challenge ahead.
What Ren had said last night...
It was a promise that, regardless of the outcome, this battle would be remembered…
And he intended to go by those words.