"I think I got something!" Damon said, his voice filled with surprise.
Felipe quickly stepped over, his eyes lighting up. "Reel it in, man! Steady, steady."
Damon began to reel, feeling the resistance in the line.
Whatever was on the other end wasn't giving up easily.
His arms flexed as he worked the rod, reeling slowly and keeping the tension just right.
The others began to notice. Miles called out from the other side, "Yo! Damon's got one!"
The group gathered around as Damon fought to reel in his catch, the line pulling with more force than he expected.
His heart beat fast a bit, and he couldn't help but feel a rush of adrenaline.
It wasn't the same as stepping into the octagon, but there was a thrill in this challenge too.
"Come on, Damon, don't let it beat you!" Dylan shouted, clearly enjoying the sight of someone else struggling for a change.
