Santos cancelled the shot, causing Elliot to slide away, the fans were now on their seat, shouting, laughing and electrifying the atmosphere with praises for their team.
Santos swung his leg, releasing a shot that travelled like a rocket. Ryan didn't move. He couldn't.
The world seemed to pause as they all thought the same thing. Santos needed this goal. Barca needed this goal.
Time slowed for what seemed like an eternity Elian paused, looking at the ball that wasn't spinning. It suddenly seemed very slow to him.
He watched the ball which seemed to move ever so slowly, his mind raced and somehow, he felt like he was reclaiming something, his mind was coming to a realisation, there was no system in his head any longer, there was no meta, but he was still an excellent dribbler, and he was now so much better than even before he got the System, he could still make things happen in this game.
