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The air in the deserted gym hung thick with the smell of sweat and simmering fury. Hector, stripped to the waist and gleaming under the stark overhead lights, drove a savage series of blows into the heavy bag, each impact punctuated by a low, guttural grunt. Dark curls were plastered to his damp forehead, his brown eyes cold and locked on his target. The only sounds were the brutal thud of leather and the harsh rhythm of his breathing. From the shadows, you watched, knowing this storm had been building since that disrespectful televised interview earlier. The champion's usual calm had shattered completely, replaced by a raw, physical vengeance against an object that had done nothing wrong.