Japan's Coach turns, signaling to the ref. A Whistle fills the arena.
"Oh, what's this!? Japan's making a substitution!... Riku Nakamura, Japan's number 7 is being substituted out for the team's Jersey Number 1 and most powerful offensive hitter, Yuki Inasji!"
Yuki steps forward, a calm smile. Sporting pale skin and black hairs. His blonde hair parted out of his face. Walking onto the court and smirking at Sean as he high fives his teammates.
"These next few rallies will be a battle between prodigious Outside Hitter Team Captains!!"
The whistle blows as Max exhales, tossing the ball high. Stepping forward and slamming the ball over the net. The Japanese Libero receives it as the setter steps forward. Kurai's eyes glow as he tugs on Max's shirt. Rushing to the left.
"HIGH BALL!!" Kurai and Max prepare at the net, preparing a double block.
Yuki sprints towards the net. Slamming his penultimate step and swinging his arms back. Planting his block step down and flying high into the air. Kurai and Max jump in sync as Yuki holds his breath. Slamming his hand into the ball, warping it as it carves through the block easily. Warping out of shape on the court before flying high into the seats.
USA 10-5 Japan.
Yuki lands and exhales. Kurai smirks as the arena roars. The commentators shout from their seats.
"And there you have it! Just as soon as he touches the court, a member of the old era of powerhouse players and current U-20 Japan Team Captain, makes a powerful hit!! How will team USA respond?"
"That's a good question, one thing's for sure is that Team USA's giant blockers, this time including Max Delany and Kurai Vlast, didn't even have to adjust and were already on Yuki Inasji!"
Sota Fujimoto steps up to serve and tosses the ball. Sprinting forward and serving the ball over the net with a powerful jump.
Kyle's eyes glow as he dives across the width of the court, holding his breath to pancake the ball.
"It's LOW!!" Kurai rushes over, leaning down.
"On it!" Kurai reaches up as his knees hit the court, quickly setting the ball to Sean. Sean slammed it over the net and onto the court before the Blockers could make it.
USA 11-5 Japan.
The crowd roars as the arena shakes. Sean locking smirks with Yuki. The commentators scream.
"It's truly a battle of the Team Captains!!"
Kurai steps forward and spins the ball in his hands. The whistle blows as he exhales.
"Good serve…" Kurai tosses the ball and steps forward, rushing into a sprint and high jump. Slamming his whole upper body weight into the ball. The ball appeared across the court instantly. Yuki suddenly appears under it, holding his breath as it flies into the ceiling. Yuki falling to his knees. 'What a monstrous serve he has!'
Yuki rushes to his feet and sprints to the net. The setter jumps and quickly sets the ball to Yuki who jumps in front of the net. Max, Tyler, and Kurai jump up for a block. Yuki smirks, slamming the ball through a pinhole between Max and Tyler. They grit their teeth as they land. Kyle appeared under the ball and brought it up.
"HAAAA!" Sota jumps up at the chance ball, instantly slamming it back at the court. Smirking as he lands, Kyle appears under it, pancaking the ball with clenched teeth. Hitting the floor as the ball floats over the court. The arena roared.
"Kyle Hendricks! Team USA's Prized LIBERO!!!"
Kurai hits the floor and jumps over, underhand setting the ball before it could hit the court.
"Max!" Max rushes up to the low ball, jumping in front of the net as a wall forms. Max grits his teeth and swings, missing the ball as Sean jumps behind for a pipe. Slamming the ball onto the court past the single blocker.
The arena goes silent as the whistle blows.
USA 12-5 Japan.
"A MEGA RALLY!!"
"That was incredible!!"
The crowd and arena shake and roar as Kyle helps Kurai up off the floor. Kurai takes a deep breath.
"Nice receive" Kyle smiles.
"Nice set"
Kurai exhales.
"Good serve" He tosses the ball and sprints forward. Slamming the ball over the net. The Japanese Libero received it, but fell over from the power. Kurai's eyes glow as he tracks the ball. Yuki sprints up to the net, flying into the air for the second touch. Max and Tyler rushing over and jumping for the block. Yuki smirks and at the last second sets the ball to the other side of the net where Sato waited.
"No you don't." Kurai jumps up to block, a massive nearly 7 foot wall appearing in front of Sato as he grits his teeth. Lightly tapping the ball to the side of Kurai's wall. Kurai gritted his teeth. 'We don't have anyone at the front, ready for taps-'
Kyle appears under the ball, effectively receiving the ball high. Kurai lands and runs around Kyle and sets the ball behind his back to Sean. Sean jumps at the net and smashes the ball as it appears behind him with a bang. Yuki landed, having blocked it. Smirking as the two lock eyes.
USA 12-6 Japan.
Coach Copley claps his hands.
"Don't let it bog you down, Sean! Keep plowing those spikes and you'll find the weak spots eventually." Sean turns and nods as Coach Copley sits back on the bench.