And Taiga?
Taiga stared across at Haruki.
Chest rising.
Eyes narrowing.
Because now they'd seen each other.
For real.
Not trick vs. brute—
But test vs. test.
…
And Dirga?
Dirga cracked his neck.
Then—
[Maestro's Pulse – Active Trigger: Maestro State – 60 seconds]
The rhythm snapped into place.
Like cables locked into a harness.
Horizon's offense aligned.
No panic.
No fire.
Just answer.
And next?
They would return the echo.
Maestro State: Active.
But Dirga didn't rush.
He walked the ball up.
Not slow from hesitation—
Slow because the tempo needed it.
Like a conductor lifting his baton
before the first drop of a symphony.
Taiga trailed him.
Chest still burning from Haruki's last sleight-of-hand.
Rikuya exhaled through his nose.
The war with Joji hadn't stopped.