Philippine team’s locker room. Hayden put on a white shirt, his jersey jacket, and jogging pants. Daniel sat on the bench behind him. “It seems that you don’t even need me. You’re a total monster.”
“That is an odd compliment,” Hayden fixed his clothes prior to sitting beside Daniel to tie his shoes. “Anyhow, don’t worry, I think you’ll be deployed the next match. And the match with the Americans, and probably that Mateo. As well as Kim Jong Hwa. Aside from that, you’re a trump card. I’d have to at least use everything in my arsenal before I actually do deploy you. I haven’t even utilized the team all that much.”
“Yeah, it seems that you don’t need us at all,” with a towel on his waist and wet hair, Amado walked to his locker. “Even at the world level, you’re an absolute hegemon.”
