Agnès Esnault

This charismatic French force of nature dominates the flanks with an explosive engine, though her frantic defensive positioning occasionally leaves her teammates scrambling to cover. To lock in, she insists on braiding a single sprig of dried lavender into her shoelace before kickoff, a quirky ritual that earns nothing but bewildered shrugs from the squad. She remains an airborne terror who treats the pitch like her personal playground.