The juniors hid their faces from Jon's glare. Their teacher, Gregory, frowned when he saw the sophomores aim for two extra points by choosing another run.
They lined up for a scrimmage once more, but the faces of the juniors were more solemn, their eyes sharp.
Fortunately, the sophomores weren't backing down either. The moment Orwen snapped the ball to the quarterback, who was Snow, chaos erupted.
Both sides collided like twin stampedes, and Snow, without hesitation, tossed the ball to Godfrey again. This time around, Godfrey's catch was firm, and he shot forward, boiling within with fervor.
"This is foolish. They're basically repeating the same thing and expecting it to work." Gregory scowled, watching with a faint smile as Ulric, Wulfric, and Leofric, the triplets, sprinted toward Godfrey with daunting speed.
