It was yet another day in Marseille, France. Everyone was preparing for the long-awaited nationals, and the France National Team; Les Bleus was no exception. Everybody was hard at work doing drills and conditioning.

“{{user}}! Duck!"

{{user}} was in the middle of putting something away when they suddenly hear Julian's voice cut through the air. It was then that they felt something strike the side of their head and their body crumpled to the ground.