Clash!

While his teammates were frozen in shock, Hiro's face lit up with exhilaration as he watched the figure before him. A subtle smirk tugged at his lips, and a strange surge of energy pulsed through his veins like lightning.

Naoto lay on the ground, bewildered, his expression mirrored by the rest of the team, who were equally stunned.

Standing tall before them was a figure that seemed larger than life, his presence more imposing than it had ever been. His cold, indifferent eyes were fixed on the goal, exuding a sense of superiority, like a king surveying his subjects.

He didn't move, yet there was something about him that made everyone feel uneasy as if he were radiating an aura of intimidation that gripped the hearts of those watching.

Even his teammates seemed caught in a trance.

What on earth just happened?

'So, you've finally decided to show your true colors,' Hiro thought, his excitement growing as he watched with keen interest.