Damon had arrived home safely without any trouble. He had wondered what Edward and Mr. Steele had talked about to make Edward act cold.
But soon he forgot about it. Mr. Steele's words were echoing in his head. "Your next opponent is dangerous, and wants it more than you."
Damon thought about these words. He felt a sense of unease. He didn't know who his next opponent was, but he knew he had to be careful.
Today's event had been held pretty late. Damon was informed that the next one would be even later.
Damon entered the room, finding his mother already fast asleep.
He decided not to disturb her, instead choosing to quietly have his dinner. After eating, he got ready for bed and lay down, trying to rest.
The events of the day, especially Mr. Steele's warning, lingered in his mind, but he eventually drifted off to sleep.
Damon's eyes closed, and he fell into a deep slumber, unaware of what the next day would bring.
