"FUCK!"
Right after parrying Haaland's powerful shot, Higo couldn't help but curse again, his instincts screaming that something bad had just happened here.
He bit down hard on his lower lip as a sharp, piercing jolt shot straight down his finger into his knuckle, feeling as if it was being pierced by the sharpest needle in the world.
When the boy tried to curl his hand around the turf instinctively, a wave of intense stiffness and searing pain locked the middle joint tight.
He couldn't even bend his finger into a fist, and a cold sweat broke out across his forehead as the sudden shock of the pain hit him all at once.
The moment Stambouli saw Higo clutching his hand in pain, a sense of dread crept up his back instantly as he snapped his head to the bench and shouted, "MEDIC! FUCK, CALL GUZMAN HERE! QUICK!"
