In the stands, Chloé was a wreck. Her hands were clamped tight onto her knees, and she hadn't been able to squeeze out a single word for at least three possessions. Next to her, Snow was staring at the game with a deep frown, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees, completely sucked into the tension.
"What an intensity," Mirage whispered. "How do they play like this so long without subbing out?"
"Seriously... I've never seen Seth play with this kind of rage," Kaito added.
Maya was just standing there with her mouth hanging open, totally speechless. Rain didn't say a word; he just watched, knowing that both teams were playing at a level way beyond what they could ever do. Beside him, Alexia was chewing her nails to bits, not even realizing she was rooting for Blacklist with everything she had. If she had noticed, she probably would've been shocked. And Griffin? He hadn't blinked once since Nash scored that last basket.
