"Jack," Darius said, grabbing his arm and pulling him aside. "I can tell you're getting frustrated. But you need to learn something. This"—he gestured to the chaos around them—"is the true spirit of being a champion. It's not all about winning. It's about being able to laugh at yourself, to embrace your past and move on. And you, my friend, are too serious. You need closure. You need to play the game, not just fight it."
Jack stared at Darius, the golden robe still hanging from his shoulders. "Closure, huh?"
Darius nodded, his expression serious for once. "Yeah. You've been fighting for a long time, Jack. But there's more to life than just fighting. You've got to find balance. Embrace the chaos."
Jack wasn't sure if he was being told something profound or if Darius was just talking in circles, but one thing was clear—he wasn't about to back out now.
