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    Over on the mat, Marisa pressed her teeth into her lip, straining and fighting to get loose after hearing Ethan call out.


    From a short distance away, Tyrant looked on with amusement. “Only Viper could control two fighters at once and hold them both down. That’s what makes him the best.”


    The crowd could barely contain their excitement.


    “She’s writhing like an animal.”


    “That’s it! Put more pressure! Break every bone in her body!”


    “I swear, those kids won’t walk again after this.”


    “That’s what happens when you get cocky.”


    All at once, a thunderous crash echoed through the arena.


    Everyone looked up as the metal railing overhead flew open from a powerful kick.


    A shadowy figure dropped down from above, moving with the smooth, fierce momentum of aet streaking through the night.


    The neer had long hair flowing behind her, clearly a woman.


    Spectators gawked at the sudden appearance, many jumping up in surprise. “Who the hell is that? Is someone else about to throw themselves into this mess?”


    “What an unbelievable night this has turned into. I never imagined so many challengers would step up one after another.”


    “Unfortunately, no matter how manye, it’s all for nothing. So far, none of the challengers has seeded in iming the prize.”


    Restlessness swept through the crowd. Their chatter rose and fell, echoing the crashing of waves in a storm.


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    Suddenly, a woman’s cold voice cut clean through the noise in the center of the arena. “Let them go, or you’ll wish you had.”


    Themand didn’t need volume to demand attention. Instead, its precision and sharpness erased everyst murmur in the ce.


    People reacted as if struck by lightning. Heads whipped around to find the one who had justnded in the heart of the lights after jumping down from above. There stood a woman — tall and slender, her mask barely hiding refined features. Eyes as clear as ice now burned with barely contained fury. She reached up with slow intent, pulled off the mask, and tossed it away. Bouncing once before settling, the discarded mask — mandatory for anyone who entered this underground world — came to rest near Viper’s feet. With her mask gone, her cold beauty stood revealed for every soul to see.


    A hushed gasp escaped someone in the crowd. “Wait, could that be…”


    Another voice rang out, full of disbelief. “It’s Maia Watson!”


    Roars erupted all at once, filling the boxing ring with pure chaos and delight. Up from their seats, dozens of spectators jostled, sending snacks and drinks tumbling as all eyes locked onto her face.


    Nobody could believe their eyes. “How did she end up here?”


    Whispers shot around. “Is that really Maia Watson? The brilliant designer everyone’s been talking about? The one who made headlinestely?” Once her name was spoken, the energy in the ring skyrocketed.


    All around the arena, masked spectators sprang from their seats, unable to contain their excitement.


    Somebody called out, “That’s Maia Watson! What would bring her to a ce like this? Did shee chasing the one million?”


    A doubtful voice followed. “Why would Maia risk her life here? She’s a designer, not a fighter. This isn’t some artpetition. This is an illegal fight club.”


    Another person scoffed, “She looks so delicate. There’s no way she’dst a single round. What gives her the nerve to stand there and talk big?”<fnad7e> This text is hosted at findnovel</fnad7e>


    Doubtful murmurs and mockingughter rippled through the crowd. Others just stared in wide-eyed disbelief.


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