(QN: Got an editor to help me work on my chaps...)
Clenching his teeth to properly fit the mouth guard, Max silently wore the helmet. With a deep breath, he strapped the gear in place and walked out to the field. The roar of the crowd echoed in his ears.
"Ready?" She asked, hastily patting his shoulders.
It was almost felt like she was afraid he would change his mind and turn around.
Honestly, the thought did cross his mind, but he simply shook it off, thinking of something else.
'I can't possibly turn around and run, right?'
He thought assuming that would cause a much bigger scene.
Willing for the familiar, transparent screen to appear in front of his eyes. The chaotic shouts and curses from the spectating students blurred as the numbers appeared.
... [Agility- 15.1]
[Stamina- 35]
' I will be relying on you both,'
"You see that?" A voice from the crowd, filled with mockery, cut through his thoughts. "Another fucker's about to have his ribs broken."
