"Leon Cromwell, Marshall D. Teach, Yagami Light, Sung Jin Woo…" he let out a long string of names, and as he did, the recipient of those names stepped out of the crowd and stood on one side without needing to be told.
Dressed in a white number 7 Real Madrid jersey that matched well with his light brown skin, Jason walked briskly into the stadium, his huge amount of hair bobbing on his head due to his hurried movement and his 6ft frame made for a slightly imposing but hurried look.
He was ready to get up but then Daniel eyes moved and opened, Gun looked at them and his face stood there in daze for a micro second, He recognized those eyes, so with pure instinct his body moved itself, and before Daniel could fully enter in that state, Gun punched his face with enough strength to knock him out for good.
It's not that their physical fitness is poor, but that James's request for the ball is too high, allowing them to maintain a high degree of concentration at all times, and keep moving their feet to catch and pass the ball.