SakurabaJusace-FC

"Do you think LANA Dragons will be able to get the funds for the fee in two weeks?" It was a conference room, filled with men and women, most of them beyond rich and power. The owners of NGL, the core of the leagues in Ghostball, world wide. The chairman smirked slightly; he was a tall man, with palest of skins and darkest of hair, that reached down his back. Black eyes glanced at the large table and those sitting at it, as a slender finger scratch a cat on the head. A chubby black thing that slept quietly in the mans lap. "LANA Dragons? Never heard of them before ~" He said with a soft voice as the others looked at each other. "Ehm, sir Lanc

It had been days of celebrating after the match against Hikari Skylit. Even if just a friendly game that was off season, against a team that was juniors, was it a big boost in LANA Dragons confidence. They trained even harder, they wouldn't get stronger, faster, better. Their personal strength grew as well their strength as a team. Yet, nothing could prepare them for what was to come. They sat in a bus that Mike and Ana had rent, as they drove to see the try-out for Moon Artillery that Bob was going to do. "Oh, it's going to be exciting to see Masako-san and her team in play!" Jusace clapped her hands excited like a child. She never knew he

The tension were so thick that you could cut it with a knife as Kiba walked to the center ring with the match-ball in is large hand. A grin was visible under the bushy moustache when he saw Shion and Miyabi. It was almost like a Division 1 match, their tenacity and intimidation, their wills. It made him wonder, would a team like LANA Dragons be able to raise through the Divisions? Maybe unlikely, but still, it would be interesting to see. As well those talents from Skylit, some already in contract with higher Divisions. This was one of the reason why he loved this sport so damn much! With a laugh did he throw up the ball sky high. "PLAY BAL

With a thundering roar from like a dragon, was Lillitu forcing herself forward, just like a tank; not stopping at anything, even with there of her opponents clinging unto her body to try and stop her. Just share will and determination forced her forward with the ball under her arm. Even if she felt dizzy duo the insane strain, did she refuse to give it up, to lose it here. "Lillitu, I want you to run into their Goal-zone with the ball." Bob looked at Lillitu that raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Like we don't try that before..." "This time, don't stop. No matter what, just walk forward, even if they are trying to tackle and clinging on you." The othe