Chapter 736: Active Team

"Okay, today we'll play football," Damon announced, standing on the grass field with his arms folded.

The air was cool but sunny, and the fighters stood around in casual clothes and sneakers, nodding along.

There were a few laughs, a couple of light cheers. For once, no one was thinking about weight cuts or rounds.

They were just happy to be out of the house and doing something different.

José sat on a bench near the sideline, still sore from the war the night before.

His arm rested across the back of the seat as he leaned comfortably, watching the group stretch and mess around with the ball.

He smiled, not out of disappointment for not playing, but from the relief of just being part of a team that had his back.

Damon glanced at the players and gave a small shrug. "Let's see what happens."

Truth be told, he had never played football. Or soccer, as he knew it growing up.