"Well, I didn't think this is how it'd end." Louie muttered, spinning the basketball lazily on one finger. His grin was crooked — tired, but still full of spark.
"But hey — guess even beasts know when to call it quits."
Lucas gave a solemn nod, brushing sweat from his temple.
"We didn't come here to kill each other. Just to prove something."
"I think we all did."
Evan, cool-headed even in exhaustion, whispered with a rare softness:
"Yeah… it's enough."
The tension finally loosened its grip on their shoulders.
But then — a shout cracked the calm like a whip
"It's not the time to celebrate!!"
All heads turned.
Noah White stood frozen, eyes wide with dread. His voice was trembling, caught between panic and fury.
"Mom!! Aiden!!"
And there — at the far end of the court — stood Greg Tarrow.
