The training dome hummed with energy as morning light filtered through its transparent ceiling. The air shimmered faintly from energy residue — remnants of the team's early drills. Sweat, focus, and quiet tension filled the arena. Every pass cracked with precision, every sprint carried purpose. Eternal Era's Rising Stars were no longer a hopeful bunch. They were becoming something formidable.
Jason stood at the edge of the pitch, arms folded, his sharp eyes tracking every motion. Yet even as he barked instructions, his mind wasn't on the drills. His wristwatch pulsed faintly — a notification from the league network.
When he glanced at it, his pulse froze.
Next Fixture: Eternal Era vs. New Era FCVenue: Galactic Dome – Central OrbitMatch Type: League Regular, Tier-1 Broadcast Event
Jason's jaw tightened. The hum of the dome faded around him. His fingers dug into the datapad until it cracked.
"Coach?" Lionel called, tossing a towel over his shoulder. "You good?"
