Chapitre 64: Chapter 64: The Pressure Builds
As the days passed, the tension only grew. The men from the underground didn't make another direct move, but Cole could feel their presence like a shadow following him wherever he went. They were watching, waiting, and he knew it was only a matter of time before they struck.
In the meantime, Cole focused on his training. The regional tournament was nearing its final stages, and his next fight would determine whether he made it to the championship round. It was everything he had worked for, everything he had dreamed of—and yet, the weight of the underground threats hung over him like a dark cloud.
Ty and Zack noticed the change in him. Cole had always been intense when it came to fighting, but now, there was a new edge to him. He trained harder, fought more aggressively, as if he were trying to push the underground threats out of his mind through sheer force of will.
"You're going to burn yourself out," Zack said one afternoon, watching as Cole pounded a heavy bag with brutal precision.
"I'm fine," Cole muttered, not slowing down.
Ty glanced at Zack, then back at Cole. "Dude, take it easy. You've got a big fight coming up. You can't go in there half-dead because you trained yourself into the ground."
Cole paused, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He knew they were right, but he couldn't shake the feeling that if he stopped—if he let his guard down for even a second—the underground would find a way to pull him back in.
"I just need to stay sharp," Cole said, wiping the sweat from his brow. "I can't afford to get sloppy now."
Zack nodded, though he still looked concerned. "You're sharp, Cole. You've got this. But you've also got us. We're in this together."
Cole looked at his friends, feeling a surge of gratitude mixed with the ever-present weight of responsibility. They were right—he wasn't alone in this. But as the stakes grew higher, the pressure continued to build.
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