Rachelle spat in frustration.
The score was forty to twelve.
“I’m calling time out!” Rachelle called. She pulled off her mask and wrung it out watching impassively at the sweat dripping from it. “They’re better than I thought.”Rachelle coughed out.
Nati slapped her on the back and wiped her eyes from the sweat that dripped onto her eyelids. “You wouldn’t be giving up would you?”
“Not even close, but there’s no denying the gap. I’m thinking if you want your plan to work maybe we should let them score again, it might make Avu want to come in, finish us off?”
Nati took deep breaths, fetching water from a bucket which had been brought and poured it over her face.
“No, unacceptable. We give nothing but the best we can give, plus we still have a plan. You don’t change a plan. Especially if
