"What?" Jack asked, his voice hard.
"Promise me you won't die in there, you stubborn son of a btch."
Jack smirked, shaking his head. "No promises, Vic."
The referee motioned for the fighters to approach the center of the cage. Jack stood toe-to-toe with the Phantom, searching for any sign of the man he once knew.
"You're still in there, Evan," Jack whispered. "I'm gonna bring you back."
The Phantom didn't respond. The bell rang, and the fight began. Jack raised his guard, ready to face his ultimate challenge.
[ The Final Begins ]
The underground arena felt alive, pulsating with a mix of roaring chants and thunderous stomps. The crowd's energy was electric, feeding off the tension in the air as the announcer hyped up the main event.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the moment you've been waiting for! The Ghost versus The Phantom!"