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... t wasn’t just Lincoln that had leveled up.
Julian’s stride carved across the pitch like wind given form. Each sprint bit deeper into the turf, sharper, heavier. His body moved with purpose—faster acceleration, cleaner cuts, no wasted motion.
Every first touch glued the ball to his feet. Every turn snapped like a blade.
And the way he read space—how his eyes cut ahead of every pass—felt almost inhuman.
"Yo—what the hell happened to you?" Leo called out, still catch ...
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