"A giant fighter challenges Bisma’s authority, demanding a brutal bare-knuckle duel to prove Bisma's leadership capability!"
The massive underground chamber fell into an intense, suffocating silence as the giant fighter blocked Bisma's path. Every eye in the subterranean concrete pit flickered between the wealthy, sharp-dressed stranger and the scarred mercenary leader who ruled the underground ring with brutal intimidation.
The heavy halogen lights overhead hummed softly, casting long, fractured shadows across the blood-stained concrete floor. The air tasted thick with sweat, cheap tobacco, and the metallic tang of fresh adrenaline.
"You think you can buy our loyalty with a bag of stolen cash, corporate?" the giant growled, his deep voice vibrating through the stone walls. "Out her
