Inazuma Eleven 3 Amenaza Del Ogro -

Endou looked. His fingertips were faintly translucent.

Endou stepped forward. “If you want a match, you’ve got one. But we play by our rules.”

“One–nil,” Badar said, almost bored. inazuma eleven 3 amenaza del ogro

The crack widened, tearing reality open like paper. From the rift descended a figure clad in black and crimson armor, his visor glowing a malevolent red. Behind him, ten more silhouettes dropped onto the pitch, boots squelching into the mud.

“ Ogre Crusher! ” Endou shouted.

From the clubhouse door, Kidou Yuuto and Gouenji Shuuya sprinted out, sliding to a halt beside Endou.

Endou collapsed onto the grass, laughing. His fingers were solid again. Above him, the clouds parted, and for the first time all day, the sun shone on Raimon’s scarred but victorious field. Endou looked

“Oi, Endou,” Gouenji said, offering a hand. “Next time, warn us before you invent a new move on the fly.”