Chapter 84 – Rising Shadows
The early morning mist clung to the fields of Penedono as Jota stepped onto the pitch, his boots sinking slightly into the damp grass. The air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of wildflowers and the earthy aroma of freshly turned soil. Today's session was different—it wasn't about drills or scrimmages, but about understanding space, timing, and reading opponents before the ball even moved.
Coach Matthias approached, his expression serious but encouraging. "Today, Jota, we focus on perception. Your awareness off the ball, your anticipation, the way you sense the flow before it happens. This is what separates good players from legends."
