North City, Azure Organization — The Obsidian Chamber.The Obsidian Chamber was a vast, cold space carved from polished black stone and reinforced steel, its dim lighting casting long shadows across the floor while rows of transparent glass cells lined both sides of the hall, each one housing a different captive whose fate depended entirely on the will of the Azure Organization, and at the far end of the chamber, separated from the others as if he were considered especially dangerous, Jonathan sat alone inside his cell with his hands bound behind him by a high-tech restraint device that glowed faintly with blue energy, preventing any attempt to break free.He wore a simple white garment, the standard prison uniform issued to detainees, now slightly wrinkled and stained from days of confinement, and his body rested against the cold glass wall with his head tilted back and his eyes half-closed, giving the appearance of exhaustion though the tension in his jaw suggested he was still very

Jonathan struggled to steady his breathing as he slowly rose from the floor, one hand pressed against his chest where the impact of the kick still throbbed painfully, his eyes locked firmly on the man standing before him under the flashing red emergency lights.Reign Bozeman stood tall and unmoving, his posture calm yet imposing, the faint hum of power surrounding him like an invisible shield while the distant alarm continued to wail through the facility. The corridor had already fallen silent as the remaining guards kept their distance, fully aware that this was no ordinary confrontation.Jonathan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and straightened slightly despite the ache running through his body.“You should back off,” he said hoarsely, his voice steady but laced with warning. “If you know what’s good for you.”Reign’s expression didn’t change.Instead, a faint, almost dismissive smile appeared on his lips.“You’re not in a position to threaten anyone,” he replied calmly

Back in South City, under the cover of night, Kade and Victor arrived in front of a massive concrete building tucked away in a deserted industrial district where most structures had long been abandoned, their walls cracked and windows shattered, yet this particular building stood strangely intact, its exterior deliberately worn to look lifeless while faint vibrations of music and distant cheers pulsed from within like the heartbeat of something alive beneath the surface.At first glance, it looked like nothing more than a forgotten warehouse left to decay, but the moment they stepped closer, the illusion faded. Dim neon lights flickered above a steel entrance, and the muffled roar of a crowd leaked through the walls, mixed with the heavy bass of music and the metallic clang of fists striking flesh.This was no abandoned building.This was the famous underground boxing arena—one of the darkest entertainment hubs in all of South City.As Kade and Victor approached the entrance, two heav

The man stared at Kade for several seconds, his expression shifting between disbelief and uncertainty before he slowly shook his head, the cigarette between his fingers trembling slightly as he tried to maintain his composure in front of such an outrageous request.“I’m afraid that’s not how things work here,” he said firmly, though the confidence in his voice had weakened. “You can’t just walk in and fight on your own terms. You’ll have to choose a fighter who is already part of the organization. That’s the rule. Everyone follows it.”Kade remained calm, his posture relaxed as if the refusal meant nothing to him, his eyes steady and unreadable while the noise of the arena continued to rumble beneath them like distant thunder.Then he spoke again.“What if I make it five hundred million?” he asked quietly.The words struck harder than any punch.For a moment, the man’s mind went completely blank.Five hundred million.His heartbeat quickened instantly, and the confident mask he had be

Berserker stood tall at the center of the ring, his massive chest rising and falling slowly as he stared down at Kade with cold, predatory eyes, the scars across his face tightening as his lips curled into a cruel smile while the roaring crowd gradually settled into tense anticipation.For years, he had dominated this arena.For years, men had stepped into this ring full of confidence and left broken, bleeding, or dead.And now another challenger stood before him.Another victim.“You’re brave,” Berserker said slowly, his deep voice carrying a rough, gravelly tone as he tilted his head slightly, studying Kade like a hunter examining weak prey. “Or maybe you’re just stupid.”A few people in the crowd chuckled nervously.Berserker took a step forward, the canvas beneath his feet creaking under his weight as his expression darkened, his eyes burning with murderous intent.“I’m going to kill you,” he continued calmly, his voice dropping into a chilling whisper that somehow carried across