Chapter Three: A Goal Made by Seven

Shen sealed the material again. Outside, two hundred traveling supporters still sang in the rain. Cape City stood two points from safety. Their cash would last twenty-six days. And they had just scored four at the league's strongest ground. “Survive first,” Shen said. “Then follow this to the end.” Gu looked outside. “One more thing.” “What?” “After that last pass, I still know where Luo will run.” He tapped his temple. “Not my body. Me.” Words unlike any Shen had seen appeared. [A legend is not borrowed fire.] [When another learns to kindle himself, the Echo becomes inheritance.] At the far end of the corridor, Luo was excitedly reconstructing the final counterattack.