The locker room of Eternal Era pulsed with quiet intensity. Neon-blue walls hummed with the academy's power grid, the soft vibration matching the heartbeat of the players.
Jason stood before the team's holographic display, hands clasped behind his back, eyes sharp.
"Three matches in," he began slowly. "Two losses. One win."
He paused, letting the words hang. "Our victory against the Black Meteors wasn't luck. It was discipline, courage, and belief. But one win doesn't make a comeback — consistency does."
The players listened in silence. Blaze sat near the corner, elbows resting on his knees, eyes calm. Across the room, Diego kept his head low, pretending to tighten his boots.
Jason tapped the console, and a rotating galaxy map appeared, zooming in on the Galactic League standings. Eternal Era glowed in 15th place, up three spots after their recent win.
