Capítulo 50: Chapter 50: Arrival at the Tournament
The day of the tournament arrived, and Cole, Lina, Ty, and Zack piled into a beat-up car they had borrowed from one of Ty's cousins. The drive to the city was long and filled with nervous energy, but Cole remained focused, his mind on the fights ahead.
As they pulled up to the venue, a sprawling sports complex that dwarfed the small gyms Cole was used to, the reality of the situation hit him. This wasn't just a local fight in a rundown gym—this was a major event, with fighters from all over the region competing for a chance to make a name for themselves.
Cole stepped out of the car, his heart pounding in his chest. The crowd outside the venue was huge, a mix of fighters, trainers, and spectators, all buzzing with anticipation.
"You good?" Lina asked, noticing the tension in Cole's shoulders.
Cole nodded, taking a deep breath. "Yeah. Just… taking it all in."
Ty grinned, clapping Cole on the back. "This is your time, man. Go show them what you're made of."
Zack gave a small nod of encouragement. "You've got this, Cole. We'll be cheering for you."
Cole smiled, feeling a surge of confidence wash over him. He wasn't just here to fight—he was here to win.
As they made their way inside the complex, the scale of the tournament became even more apparent. The main arena was massive, with rows of seats circling the ring, and the energy in the air was electric. Fighters warmed up on the sidelines, trainers shouted instructions, and the sound of gloves hitting pads echoed through the space.
Cole checked in with the tournament officials, receiving his schedule and instructions. His first fight was later in the day, giving him time to watch some of the other matches and size up the competition.
As he stood by the ring, watching a pair of fighters go toe-to-toe in a brutal exchange of punches, Cole felt the familiar thrill of competition surge through him. This was where he belonged—under the lights, in the heat of the fight, where every move mattered and every punch could make the difference between victory and defeat.
But even as he watched the fight, something felt off. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a group of men standing near the back of the arena, watching him. They were dressed in suits, too polished for a place like this, and their eyes were locked on him with an intensity that made his skin crawl.
Cole's heart skipped a beat. He knew who they were. The people Jayden had warned him about—the ones who had controlled the underground fights, the ones who had tried to pull him back in.
They hadn't forgotten about him.
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