Damon walked out of the hall, closing the door behind him. He let out a deep sigh, feeling a mix of relief and satisfaction.
As he made his way down the hallway, he noticed some of the staff nodding in congratulations. He smiled and grinned, acknowledging their recognition.
He continued walking towards the room assigned to him, his footsteps echoing off the walls.
The hallway was quiet, with only a few people milling about. Damon's mind was still on the fight, replaying the moments that led to his victory.
As he turned a corner, he saw Mr. Steele standing outside his room. Mr. Steele was leaning against the wall, his arms crossed and a serious expression on his face. Damon felt a slight sense of unease, wondering what Mr. Steele wanted to talk about.
"Hey, Mr. Steele," Damon said, approaching him. "What's up?"
