Bab 321: Chapter 321: Eagerness

"Seven matches last year, and I just fought recently," Damon echoed, his voice calm. "Yeah, I get it, but–"

Victor cut him off, raising a hand. "No buts, kid. You've been grinding non-stop. You're not a machine. Your body needs time to recover properly, even if you feel fine right now."

Damon frowned, his fingers drumming lightly on the armrest.

He understood what Victor was saying, but the itch to fight was strong.

Fighting wasn't just something he did, it was who he was.

"I get what you're saying," Damon admitted, "but three weeks is plenty of time to prepare. It's not like I'd be coming off the couch. I've been training every day."