Ryder took countless attacks, each one threatening to bring him down, but he kept enduring. The relentless barrage of energy blasts, beast strikes, and elemental assaults pounded him, yet Chameleona continued to shift and adapt, carrying him forward.
The battlefield was a maelstrom of chaos, yet Ryder's unyielding determination turned what seemed like an execution into a performance of resilience.
In the stands, the crowd watched in stunned silence.
The roars of enthusiasm and taunts had quieted, replaced by a collective breath held in awe. Ryder's struggle had transcended the brutality of the match, he wasn't just surviving; he was inspiring.
Cassie clutched Roger's hand tightly, her face a mix of fear and pride. Tamara's usual detached demeanor wavered, her masked face betraying a faint, thoughtful expression.
In the Golden Cosmos locker room, the tension was suffocating. Zara's voice was barely above a whisper as she murmured.
