The Eternal Coliseum had no roof, only a transparent dome of reinforced glass that shimmered against the twin suns above. A hundred thousand fans filled the tiers, banners rippling, chants echoing like war drums across galaxies. Holo-screens the size of skyscrapers floated in the air, magnifying every movement, every bead of sweat, every flicker of aura.
Dante sat on the bench in his substitute jacket, arms crossed, eyes narrowed. The red lightning that normally curled around his skin was silent now, hidden beneath his calm exterior. His pulse, however, drummed like thunder.
This wasn't just another friendly. This was the first match of the Galactic League Season, where Eternal Era's senior team would face the Stellar Titans—a squad notorious for their physical dominance and relentless tempo.
