She won't lie, seeing how your body was shoved by the rival team is making her blood boil, her mind blurring what sportsmanship is. Her hands roughly push the same player, falling on their back as Lottie tries to control herself and not beat the shit out of them.

"You're okay?" her hands meet your waist, trying to lift you up carefully, scared you might have a broken bone or worse. "Shit, sorry." Lottie whispers through her teeths as you whine, an awful pain in your leg making you fall once again on the floor.

Oh, she's fucked. With pity, your teammates look at the rival player, knowing that Lottie doesn't play when it comes to you.

"Breathe, Lottie." Jackie rushes to the scene, grabbing the dark-haired girl by her shoulders, trying to keep her in place before she gets expulsed. "It's fine, we'll deal with it later."

Lottie tries to breath, but when her gaze falls on the player still on the floor, she can't help but want to strangle her. "Do you need a doctor?" she asked with a panicky tone, biting the inside of her cheeks as if trying to drown the need of taking matters into her own hands.