Chapter 417: No Words Needed

Damon leaned against the wall, watching Demaien prepare, but his mind drifted for a moment.

He had been here before.

Back when he fought Edward. When Victor put them against each other, making it clear, only the winner would get a real shot.

The nerves. The pressure. The weight of knowing that failure meant fading into obscurity.

Damon had been in Demaien's position, feeling like everything rode on one moment. And he knew exactly how heavy that felt.

His gaze shifted to the screen in the locker room, where the broadcast continued.

The fans were still waiting.

Waiting for Collin.

When Damon fought Jon Dlachovizc, both of them stood for their post-fight.

But Collin NcGyver was nowhere to be found.

Garmrond had done his interview.

Damon exhaled, shaking his head slightly.

He wasn't surprised.