"Kurai Vlast is a monster! Brazil's wall is the only reason they're keeping up! Kurai just stopped Bruno's serve streak with a simple decoy chance ball turning into a spike from the cannon named Sean Maners!"
"At this point, they may be going strong, but Brazil's still got the lead here at the end of the fourth set"
"That is very true, where will this match go?"
Kurai takes a sip of water as he rubs his right knee. Swallowing as he exhales. Coach Copley clapped his hands once.
"Keep up the good work, you guys, Kurai's up to serve, but don't lose focus, they've garnered the ability to shakingly receive his serves, so don't falter if they do receive one or two, don't. Stop. pushing. Just a few more points and we can win this game 3 to 1!"
"Yes sir!"
Kurai takes a deep breath, the air going cold as the whistle blows. Kurai closes his eyes for a moment, opening them as the court sits in a blank white void. He tosses the ball, taking a few steps forward and jumping.
Brazil exhales and steps back. 'Float serve…!'
Kurai swings his shoulder, smashing his body weight into the ball. The ball suddenly appeared on the court. Diego watches as the ball bounces into the arena seating. 'He switched from a float serve form to a power serve mid-motion!?'
USA 20-23 Brazil.
"Kurai's most recent serve upgrade! His ability to switch from a float to a power serve in an instant! He's a monster!"
"Yeah! Brazil couldn't even react!"
Kurai tosses the ball, sprinting forward and blitzing the ball over the net. Michael brings the ball up as Diego jumps forward, setting to the right. Jordan, Tyler, jumbo at the net. Bruno smashes his feet onto the court, leaping high. Smashing the ball into the block, and into the arena seating as the arena roars.
USA 20-24 Brazil: Set Point.
Diego tosses the ball high and jumps forward, smashing the ball at a sharp angle. Kyle appeared under the ball, stretching his platform out. The ball hitting it seemingly in slow motion. Kyle hits the ground as the ball rebounds far out of bounds. Kyle hitting the ground fully with gritted teeth.
USA 20-25 Brazil. The 4th set goes to Brazil.
Kurai walks over and stretches his hand out.
"You good, Kyle?" Kyle nods, pulling himself up with Kurai's help.
"Yeah, I think so… just couldn't get the curve under control is all" Sean walks towards the bench.
"Get it together lovebirds, we're tied at two sets to two, there's still another set" Kyle jumps.
"Right!" Kurai pauses. 'Lovebirds? Where'd that come from?'
The team relaxes on the bench, drinking their waters and wrapped in towels. Coach Copley steps forward.
"You guys know the drill, you're exhausted, tired… you're losing power and speed… I know… I understand, but we can't stop now. This 5th set, first to 15 points, is very important. Do you really want to let something this important go?" Sean shakes his head.
"No, coach!" Copley squints.
"Then don't."
"Yes coach!" They all nod as Copley catches Kurai's right leg stretched out fully, despite sitting on the bench. He squints.
"Kurai, how's your knees?" Kurai freezes.
"Nothing, just a little bit of pain, nothing that hasn't happened before-"
"No. Is your knee okay? I don't care if it's little… I have your doctor's contact information and I know what's up with that knee of yours" Kurai shakes his head.
"Just hurts when I jump-"
"And jumping is important, especially for you, Kurai… I'm sorry, but I don't want to risk you getting injured, I'm swapping you out for this last set" Kurai pauses as Copley turns to the benched players. "Daniel McGold… you're up" Daniel stands, his short black hair parted straight back.
"Yes sir"
The whistle blows to start the final set as Sean grabs Kurai's shoulder.
"Don't get all down and out on us, we'll win." Kurai nods.
"You better."
"What's this? Coach Copley has swapped out Kurai for Daniel McGold right at the end of game?"
"Maybe something's wrong with Kurai?"
"In such an important match, I'm sure he's absolutely hating this"
Kurai's eyes glow as the air goes cold. He sits on the bench, face knelt down nearly on his thighs as he grits his teeth, tightening his muscles.