"Tetsu how cocky could you possibly get? Don't go thinking you can shoot from half-court like it's noth-" before Aomine could finish his sentence, the sound of a swish from the net echoed across the stadium.
"If I'm unable to pass to anyone, I'll shoot. And I'll make it in. Don't underestimate me Aomine-kun, I'm stronger then you think."
The whole court froze as Kuroko turned in silent satisfaction, drifting back into the darkness. This game was going exactly as he'd expected, the Generation Of Miracles are way scarier once they've been forced into a corner, after all.
Everyone felt tense as the game continued, expecting the ball to slip right from their hands, but nothing seemed to happen. Touo was changing to a slightly faster pace, picking up from where they left off but they all felt highly uneasy, especially Aomine.
As Aomine plunged himself off the ground to create a flawless formless shot, it was as if someone- or something- nudged him slightly, as he missed the hoop, barely landing on the floor in shock. A stunned glint flashed through Aomines eyes along with anger and confusion, this man was perfect when it comes to basketball, so how could he possibly mess a dunk up??
No, it wasn't him who messed up. It was him who forced Aomine to mess up.
Small glints of light blue lightning passed by in a flash, the ball travelling at top speed straight to Hyuga, who just barely caught it. Luckily he quickly recovered as Seirin made a fast break towards Touo's end of the court. None of Touo's players could get near Seirin's team, being forced back if they got within a 3 meter radius of them, as if being guarded by a strong, invisible shield.