The cage door slammed shut with a loud clang, echoing through the room like a final call to battle.
Damon and Logan stood across from each other, separated by only a few feet of canvas, the steel fencing surrounding them in every direction.
Referee Hank Binn, known for his calm demeanor and sharp eye, stood between the fighters.
His presence alone commanded attention, his reputation for controlling even the most chaotic fights preceding him.
He raised his hand, his deep voice cutting through the ambient noise. "Alright, fighters, listen up. You both know the rules. Protect yourself at all times, follow my instructions at all times. If I tell you to stop, you stop. Touch gloves now if you want."
Damon's eyes locked onto Logan's, neither fighter even considering the offer of touching gloves. Their hands remained by their sides, their focus unshakable.
