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... nees, gaze fixed across the cage.
Victor’s voice came through, sharp and focused, but Damon barely heard a word. His mind was elsewhere, locked in.
So far, he’d been fighting clean. Technical. Testing himself against Ivan without calling on the full arsenal.
He hadn’t touched the King of the Ring Eye, the trump card that sharpened his vision and broke down opponents like a puzzle.
Part of him wanted this fight to be fair, man against man, skill against skill.
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