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Chapter 13- City Underworld
Author: D.twister
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Four hours later, Damon stood outside a converted auto shop in Long Island City. His ribs had healed completely, leaving only pink lines where Viktor's spear had carved him open.

The gauntlet was invisible beneath his leather jacket—just another rich boy looking for thrills.

The bouncer looked him up and down with professional skepticism. "You sure you're in the right place, prep school?"

"I'm sure."

Money talked. A thousand-dollar "entry fee" got him past the door and into a world that smelled like sweat, blood, and desperation.

The main floor had been cleared to create a fighting pit surrounded by metal bleachers.

Maybe two hundred people packed the space….construction workers, off-duty cops, Russian immigrants with prison tattoos, society types getting their kicks slumming with the criminal element.

A fight was already in progress. Two heavyweights trading sledgehammer blows while the crowd screamed for blood. Cash changed hands with every exchange.

"First time?" A woman appeared
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