In the back, tension was high, but it wasn't just because of the upcoming fight.
The producers and security teams were making sure that everything was locked down tight before the next match started.
The incident from Damon's last fight still lingered in their minds. They knew tonight would be no different.
The moment Damon stepped into that arena, the crowd would erupt, whether in support or hatred.
Some of the officials were even concerned about potential crowd reactions after the fight, considering what Damon had agreed to do, or at least what they thought he had agreed to do.
But Damon wasn't thinking about that.
In his locker room, he had just finished warming up with his team.
His strikes were sharp.
His movement was clean.
His focus was unshakable.
There was nothing left to say.
The fight was minutes away.
One of the event staff entered the locker room, a clipboard in hand. "It's time."
