Chapter 80
Lucas turned back to the ring, his eyes narrowing as he waited for the right moment. It didn’t take long. Within seconds, the two fighters collided in another sluggish, desperate clinch—a stalemate born of pure exhaustion rather than strategy. They were both running on the absolute last embers of their stamina.
“STOP!” Lucas bellowed, his voice echoing like a gunshot through the gym.
The command was absolute. Viggo and Beau froze, their bodies trembling as they turned to look at Lucas in shock. The sudden silence in the room was deafening.
“Lucas…” Beau panted, his chest heaving so violently it looked painful. “Why… why are you stopping us?”
“Because it’s become painfully apparent that neither one of you is willing to concede,” Lucas said, stepping toward the apron of the r
