Chapitre 702: A Lightning Start

Zachary could hear the thunderous chants loud and clear, even before they entered Anfield.

The fans had turned out in full force, knowing that this game wasn't just about three points. This was a battle for supremacy at the top of the Premier League.

Seven games in, Liverpool was unbeaten, sitting on 21 points. But City, just two points behind, were breathing down their necks, and a win for Guardiola's side would flip the table and hand them the advantage.

The tension was intense, but it wasn't the kind of tension that brought nerves. For Zachary, it brought focus. The electricity in the air heightened his senses, sharpened his mind, and as the bus finally pulled up to the stadium, he felt his pulse quicken.

Anfield was already buzzing, the noise echoing off its famous red-brick walls. The crowd was ready, and as Zachary stepped off the bus, he could feel the weight of their expectations bearing down on him. But it wasn't a burden—it was fuel.