The Enchanted Warriors (Dragon Riders AU)

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The whistle blew, and the field came alive with energy. The atmosphere shifted, as if the very air was charged with anticipation. Jimin, Jungkook, and Taehyung surged forward with an intensity that could only come from pure focus. Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, as though each knew the other's next move before it happened. The glowing orb, now an extension of their will, danced between them as they weaved through the opposition. The crowd's cheers rang in their ears, but to the trio, the world had narrowed to just the field, the orb, and the unyielding drive to win.

Jungkook, a blur of speed, darted across the field with an almost otherworldly grace. Every shift of his body was fluid, calculated, and precise. He darted between defenders, evading their desperate attempts to stop him like water slipping through cracks. His movements were instinctive, honed through years of relentless practice. With each step, he anticipated the next, reading the flow of the game as if it were written in the air around him. A blue defender lunged, but Jungkook was already a step ahead, his feet carrying him past them in a smooth, effortless glide. The orb followed his every move, responding to the surge of energy that pulsed through him, moving with an intelligence that seemed to reflect his own.

Jimin was the strategist, a master of timing and anticipation. His eyes scanned the field, every pass, every shift of the game unfolding in his mind before it happened. He wasn't just playing the game-he was controlling it. With every interception, he cut off the blue team's attacks as though he had already predicted their every move. His movements were swift, direct, and filled with a quiet intensity. When he intercepted a pass, it wasn't just a defensive maneuver; it was a message. He dismantled the opposition's plays with ruthless efficiency, as though they were nothing more than puzzles he had already solved. A blue defender charged him with a brutal tackle, but Jimin countered with an elegant sidestep, sending the opponent crashing into the turf while he continued his pursuit.

And then there was Taehyung. The rock, the steady anchor in the storm. He stood tall and unwavering, exuding a calm confidence that seemed to radiate out and settle over the entire field. He wasn't just a defender; he was a fortress. His every movement was a study in controlled power. When the blue team tried to break through, it was as though they were trying to break through a wall. His body blocked the path with ease, his presence alone forcing attackers to hesitate. And when they did try to push past him, Taehyung's smirk was the only warning they'd get before they were knocked aside like leaves in the wind. He was a force of nature-unmovable, unshakable.

The blue team struggled to keep up. They fought with desperation, their strategies faltering under the weight of the red team's relentless dominance. The glowing orb seemed to mock them, darting across the field faster than they could track it, a blur of light and movement. But the red team moved with purpose, their every pass, every play, a seamless extension of their teamwork. It was as though they shared a single mind, anticipating each other's moves before they even happened.

Jungkook's speed was unmatched. He surged forward, his legs pushing into his dragon back with the power of a sprinter, his eyes locked on the orb. In a single, fluid motion, he leaped high into the air, his body twisting with the grace of a dancer as he snatched the orb from mid-flight. He landed in a crouch, instantly springing back into motion. Without breaking stride, he sent a perfect pass to Jimin, who was already in position, anticipating the throw. With a quick flick of his wrist, Jimin launched the orb toward Taehyung, who stood ready, poised for the shot.

Taehyung didn't hesitate. The orb was in his hands, and with a single powerful throw, he launched it toward the goal. The ball cut through the air with the force of a comet, and as it passed the blue team's goalie, there was no question-it was a goal. The crowd erupted in cheers, a wave of sound crashing over them. The red team had done it again. Another flawless play, another point added to their growing lead.