Because he was completely out of breath, Cocoa coughed, and his words were cut off right at the most intense part. Which was actually a good thing. Both I and the spectators hanging onto every word he said would have an easier time wrapping our heads around what our sub-party's ultimate goal was.
"The Raiders represent a milestone every single one of us needs to reach. Even if some of us set this goal out of love, some out of jealousy, and some out of a deep-seated secret hatred, our goal is exactly the same. To catch up to you, and if we can manage it, surpass you!
When an opportunity like this fell right into my lap, I didn't want to waste it. Without caring about what anyone else thought—or even what you thought—I wanted to see where I stood, where we stood. Tomorrow, when we leave this place and step back into that never-ending struggle, I didn't want a single doubt lingering in our minds!"
