Chapter 114: Set your heart ablaze  

Scoreboard: Vorpal Basket 102 – Portsmouth Vultures 54

Time Remaining: 1:38 | 4th Quarter

 

The air was thick with tension.

 

Not from uncertainty

But from certainty.

 

The crowd didn't cheer. Didn't shout.

They just watched, silent, holding their breath.

 

All eyes locked on the court.

On him.

 

Ethan Albarado.

 

He stood still, near half-court, like a conductor before the final note.

The ball rested against his right hip, fingers loose on the leather, head bowed slightly.

Sweat traced clean lines down his face. His yellow hair stuck to his brow, glinting under the stadium lights.

 

His chest rose and fell with calm, even rhythm.

 

Too calm.