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  The crowd roared loudly, waving their flags and sang their anthem with all they had, On the pitch, The briefly celebratory spirit of the Raimon Island team had been vaporized right away. Haizaki Ryouhei, the Demon of the Field, stood at the center circle, a predatory glint in his crimson eyes. His silver-grey hair whipped around his face, as he raised a arm. "Here it goes..." Mizukamiya whispers, closing his eyes and taking a deep sigh. "It was a good effort..." "Initiate the Death Zone," he commanded. Haizaki took the first touch while two of his teammates streaked forward like twin shadows. With a sharp, practiced flick, Haizaki sent the ball soaring into the air. The three Seishou strikers leaped simultaneously, their silhouettes blotting out the stadium lights. They began to spin with terrifying velocity, their movements weaving a geometric trap in mid-air. Thin, jagged rays of violet energy snapped between them, forming a perfect triangle with the b...