Marin's eyes narrowed as the challenge closed in. These two looked fired up, and ready to stop him.
But since when was he ever scared of challenges? That's why he is here!
He felt the weight of every pair of eyes on him and the fire of the crowd in his veins. This is it, he thought, mentally calculating his next move while gauging the distance between himself, Elian, and Santos.
He moved forward, going head to head, facing off against Elian and Santos.
"Uh oh! Marin is not backing down! He's going against Slade and Santos!"
"There are the three most popular players in recent times facing off against each other, except it's too against one!"
"It's a case of three stars!"
"May The Brightest Star Win!!"
The chants just kept on coming and coming and momentum was being built up.
The commentator's voice cut through the roar again, steady and excited:
"Marin now in possession—two against one! Can he break through? This is high-stakes football at its finest!"
