Damon woke up feeling well-rested for the first time in days.
The morning sun was already creeping up the walls when he slipped out of bed, dressed, and grabbed his keys.
He kissed Svetlana on the cheek, hugged Ava goodbye, and left with a quiet smile on his face.
Today marked the official start of The Supreme Fighter. Unlike the previous tournaments he'd been part of, this wasn't just about fighting.
This time, he'd be a coach. A leader. And the competition would unfold right inside the UFA's APEX facility.
The drive didn't take long. Damon pulled into the lot, parked, and took a moment to look at the building.
The UFA logo gleamed above the entrance. This was familiar ground, yet something about it felt different today.
There was more at stake this time. Not just for the fighters he'd train, but for himself.
