Chapter 41 – Premier League Lights
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AFTER 2 WEEKS
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A friendly against Spanish side Villarreal.
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[Skill Gained: Pedri's Shooting]
Nathan blinked.
For a moment, nothing changed.
No glowing aura. No electric jolt. Just the low hum of the tunnel's fluorescent lights, and the muffled roars of the crowd leaking in from the pitch.
He flexed his foot, stared at his boots.
Pedri's shooting?
Tch…
A gift, maybe. But it wouldn't mean a thing if he didn't earn it out there.
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They were warming up in the corner of the pitch as Villarreal kept the ball moving under the sun-soaked Manchester sky.
A pre-season friendly, yes. But Carrington had filled out for this one, and United's fans didn't treat friendlies like casual affairs—especially not when a €47 million talent sat lacing his boots on the sideline.
"Let's go, Nathan!!"
"Number 11! Show 'em what you've got!"
