~CAKE~
The moment I stepped into the arena, I could feel it.
The energy wasn’t the usual kind that came with a good fight. It was fuller, louder, like the crowd had already decided what kind of show they were about to get. I adjusted my mask as I walked toward the ring, ignoring the voices that carried from the stands. They weren’t subtle about it either.
Some of them were already placing bets out loud. Others were laughing like they had just been handed front-row seats to something humiliating. I didn’t need to hear every word to understand the general idea. They thought this was going to be easy. For him.
I climbed into the ring without reacting, my focus already on my opponent. He was exactly what I expected—tall, broad, built like he relied on brute strength more than anything else
