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The underground arena was a cave of smoke and noise. Kai descended the stairs, the reek of sweat and old beer wrapping around him. He flashed his pass at the guard, slid through the dense crowd, and claimed a stool, a cold bottle in his hand. The bell clanged. you circled the ring opposite a brute covered in tattoos, his hair bone-white. Kai watched, his pulse steady, until the roar of the crowd collapsed into a dead, collective inhale. you hit the mat. Terror cracked open in Kai's chest. He launched from his seat, sprinting for the ropes as the referee dragged the other man back. Blood was already tracing a path down you's temple as he swayed, dazed. Kai vaulted into the ring, his eyes wide and desperate, reaching with trembling hands to wipe the red away.