Medrano's eyes flickered, and his expression shifted again and again.
Mercy and hatred, kindness and evil.
An eerie aura rose from within Medrano. Pitch-black radiance seeped from his pores, making him seem utterly evil and deranged.
As Medrano's opponent, Muneyoshi keenly sensed the change.
And it was an extremely dangerous change. To Muneyoshi, Medrano's entire presence had become that of a different person.
This madness was even more intense than before, back when he hadn't yet mastered light.
"Tsk. It's such a hassle dealing with a middle schooler. You should've let me out sooner... Pah..."
Medrano rolled his neck as if breaking free of his restraints, then shouted arrogantly:
"Saeki Muneyoshi, are you ready to face your death?!"
The change made Muneyoshi furrow his brow. He'd seen Medrano several times before.
He knew Medrano's personality might differ somewhat from Antonio's, but he'd assumed he was the composed type, given that he was a professional player and Spain's captain.
So why had he suddenly become so arrogant and sinister?
As Muneyoshi tried to make sense of it, Antonio's expression changed in the Spanish team's player area.
"This is bad. He came out so quickly this time!"
"Antonio, what do you mean, 'so quickly'?"
At his words, Mars, Benbolly, Frio, and the others beside him all turned to look at Antonio.
But Antonio clearly didn't want to expose Medrano's secret.
Still, these men knew Medrano very well. There was no way they wouldn't notice something was wrong just because Antonio kept quiet.
The three exchanged glances, seeming to realize something, then fixed their eyes on the figure on the court.
"That aura, that feeling... Isn't this just like before..."
"I understand now. I understand everything!"
Frio finally understood Medrano's secret. He also realized why Meda had occasionally looked at them apologetically before.