Chapter 75 – Attempt to Respond
The second half began.
Real Madrid didn't ease in.
From the very first whistle, they surged forward as though the dressing room had unlocked a deeper gear. Like a beast freshly wounded and now bloodthirsty, they pounced, pressing as if insulted by the very notion of a 1–1 scoreline.
Tchouaméni zipped a pass into Mbappé's feet. The Frenchman barely needed a touch—he flicked it wide with terrifying precision.
Vinícius was already sprinting.
"Hah!" he exhaled.
Wan-Bissaka waited, stance low. One dribble—
"Chk!"
Then another—
"Chk-chk!"
Then—boom!—a third!
Wan-Bissaka twisted, feet tangled, and dropped to the turf like a snapped branch.
"Oi!" Bruno shouted from midfield, but it was too late.
Vini's low cross carved through the box.