Kurai swallows some water and exhales, whipping his mouth with the towel around his shoulders. Tyler and Max standing off to the side silently. Sean stretching. Jordan and Tyler fist bump as Copley looks over.
"We all know Kurai's up to serve next, if we can keep the decoy's coming, then we'll only throw off Brazil further and that's exactly what we want, knock them off their game" Kurai takes another swallow.
"Kyle, focus solely on receiving Bruno, the others don't have as much power…" Kyle nods.
"Got it, I can do that, what about serve receive?" Kurai stands up to his full height.
"Focus on that when we get there, I'm going to destroy their back defense line with my next few serves… and Jordan" Jordan silently perks up, Kurai glancing over. "Expect more sets your way, we can't only rely on Sean as a cannon here" Jordan nods as Coach Copley smiles.
"We got our plan then, let's keep this up, Team!"
A whistle blows as the spectators stomp in their seats. The Arena shakes as music and lights spiral the air.
"After the Timeout, Team USA looks ready to destroy something, and with Emperor of the Court Kurai Vlast stepping up for his first serve in this game, they better catch their breath and fight for their lives!"
The serve whistle blows as Kurai exhales.
"Good Serve" He tosses the ball high, watching it amidst the lights closely. Leaning and sprinting forward. Slamming his block step on the court and flying. Smashing his whole upper body into the ball.
Matheus and Bruno watch the ball. Blinking as it's on the court in front of them, Instantly bouncing far into the bleachers with the sound of a cannon shot. Bruno smirks. 'This guy's insane, coming back with THAT right after a timeout!?'
The buzzer blows as the score bumps up. USA 9-7 Brazil.
"After Kurai's record power serve landing right in front of Brazil's defensive line, I think we've found ourselves in a USA Flow!"
Diego looks back at the defensive line. "Step back a bit guys, we've gotta stop him here and now!" Lucas, Filipe, and Rafael step back a bit and nod.
The whistle blows as Kurai spins the ball in his hands.
"Good serve" He tosses the ball high and sprints forward. Smashing his penultimate and block step into the ground and flying. Lightly tapping the ball, floating it over the net. Rafael squints with gritted teeth as the ball shifts midair. 'It's short!' He steps forward. The ball suddenly lifted, then dropped behind him. Rafael gritting his teeth and looking down. Bruno looked over.
"Don't mind!"
USA 10-7 Brazil.
"Thanks to Kurai's insane serve roster, Team USA has made the point gap even bigger!! He's now prepping for a THIRD serve! Can Brazil even stop him at this point!?"
Kurai takes a deep breath as the whistle blows. His eyes glowing with a cold breeze. His mind was completely clear. The court a white void. He tosses the ball and sprints forward. Jumping into the air and smashing the ball over the net at a sharp angle. Rafael grits his teeth, watching the ball. 'Curve ball!?' He turns. "Brun-" Diego appears on the ball, sending it high as he hits the court. Turning to Rafael.
"Rafael!" He nods and rushes to the front, jumping from the 3 meter line and emergency setting the ball to the right. Bruno runs forward with a heavy presence weighing the court down as he jumps. Kurai and Max rushing over and jumping with an umbrella block.
Kyle takes heavy breaths. Watching Bruno with wide eyes. His heavy breaths are eerily calm. 'I WILL receive this!'
Bruno freezes mid-air for a moment. Locking up his upper body. Kurai and Max reach their jump apex and go down as he continues up. Smashing the ball. Max instantly moved his hand out of the way. The power spike went out of bounds.
Everyone lands silently as the whistle blows. Bruno grits his teeth and turns. Kurai exhales. 'He's getting flustered, good, that's what we need' He turns to Max who lets out a shaky nervous breath.
"That was close, I almost got my arm blasted off" Kurai smirks and pats Max's back.
"Keep it up" he turns to Tyler. "You too! Don't stop, Kyle" Kyle nods.
USA 11-7 Brazil
"Now Kurai steps up once again, this time for his fourth serve!"
"Can we talk about that rally for a moment though? Brazil's setter received the ball since he was in the back, so the ball was out of system, so Rafael emergency set the ball to Bruno who planned on smashing the ball for a rebound, Max saw that and moved his arms at the last second, sending the ball out of bounds, giving them the point!"
"Utterly insane, these guys are, I tell ya"
Kurai tosses the ball at the whistle. Sprinting forward and jumping. Rafael stepped back as the ball appeared in front of his face. He instantly reaches his hand to shield his face, smacking the ball out of bounds. Kurai rising confidently.
USA 12-7 Brazil
"You know what I think?"
"What do you think?"
"This… this MONSTER we call Kurai is the reason you can't let the USA get into a flow this Year, if you don't stop them fast enough, they'll zoom way ahead before you know it!"
"Super unfair"
"Well-... he IS a Monster Generation Member-"
"Very True"
"Kurai now steps up for his 5th serve!"
The Whistle blows as Kurai tosses the ball high. 'Too far forward-!' he dashes forward and jumps, bashing the ball across the net. Rafael turns.
"Out!" The ball goes out of bounds as Kurai lands with an exhale.
USA 12-8 Brazil.