The goal was a dagger, plunged into the heart of Liverpool's impossible dream.
The red half of Wembley was a sea of silent, heartbroken statues. The white half was a roaring, triumphant beast. 3-2. Ten minutes to go. It was over.
Leon stood on the pitch, watching Aurélien Tchouaméni celebrate, a cold, sickening feeling of defeat washing over him. He had been outplayed. Out-thought. Beaten.
And then, the system, which had been a quiet, analytical tool, suddenly screamed a silent, frantic warning in his mind.
[External System Interference Detected: User 'Chivu_C' is attempting to initiate a 'Guardian Override Protocol'.]
[Target: User 'Tchouaméni_A'. Intent: Unknown.]
