The bell rang, and the fight began.
McGregor came out aggressive, throwing quick jabs and trying to corner Jack. Jack stayed on the move, using his footwork to evade McGregor's attacks.
"You're running already?" McGregor taunted, landing a glancing blow to Jack's ribs. "Come on, Ghost. Show me something."
Jack countered with a sharp hook, catching McGregor off guard. The crowd roared as the two fighters exchanged blows, each testing the other's limits.
By the third round, McGregor's face was marked with bruises, but Jack wasn't unscathed. His breathing was heavy, and his ribs ached from McGregor's body shots.
"You've got heart, kid," McGregor said during a clinch. "But heart won't save you."
Jack pushed him away, landing a quick uppercut that snapped McGregor's head back. "We'll see about that."
As the fourth round ended, the fighters returned to their corners. Victor wiped sweat from Jack's face, his expression serious.
