That’s no lightning bolt, he thought.
Then, with seconds left, Endou caught a Death Spear barehanded, his palms steaming. He looked at Badar and smiled. inazuma eleven 3 amenaza del ogro
The crack widened, tearing reality open like paper. From the rift descended a figure clad in black and crimson armor, his visor glowing a malevolent red. Behind him, ten more silhouettes dropped onto the pitch, boots squelching into the mud. That’s no lightning bolt, he thought