Chapter 40: The Final Round

Trapped in a no-win situation, Alexander made his last move.

If Carver and the underground wanted his blood, he'd give it to them—but on his own terms.

He sent the challenge. The biggest name in underground fighting. A man so feared that even Carver himself hesitated to cross him.

"If I win, we walk free. No more debts. No more chains."

Carver laughed, a cruel sound. "And if you lose?"

Alexander met his gaze, unblinking. "Then you get what you wanted all along."

The ring was set. The fight would be the stuff of legends. A match between a man who had built his empire on brutality and another who had spent his life surviving it.

Alexander cracked his knuckles, stepping into the cage. The world outside blurred. There was no past. No future. Only now.

His opponent sneered. "You should have run while you had the chance."

Alexander rolled his shoulders, feeling the weight of everything that had led him here. "I don't fight to win. I fight to survive. And that's why I never lose."

The bell rang.

The final battle began.