"You think you've seen the last of me, Jack? Think again!" Darius shouted, shaking his finger dramatically. "Next year… The All-Star Iron Fist Tournament! You'll come back, and I'll finally show you that my true power lies in the spirit of the champion! You won't even recognize me!"
Jack stopped in his tracks, shaking his head. "I'll be sure to keep an eye on that, Darius. But I've got my own path to walk now."
As Darius continued his endless speech about their inevitable rematch, Jack smiled, knowing full well that this would likely be the last time he saw the man in the ring. But still, there was something reassuring about Darius's unwavering self-belief. Despite everything, he refused to be defeated by reality—and that, in itself, was a lesson Jack couldn't ignore.
