Author's Note: Do Not Unlock Yet. Chapter Is Still Under Construction
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Derek, seated in his row, clenched his fists tightly. "No… how the hell did he escape?"
Selene laughed from the stands, almost crying from the tension release. "That's my boy!!"
Danny fist-pumped. "I knew it! I told you he was gonna make it!"
Amara, sitting near Derek, had her lips slightly parted. Her expression unreadable.
Victor turned to the instructor. "What's the next phase?"
Still dumbfounded, the instructor fumbled through his system.
"Y-Yes… You pass. You may proceed to the next stage."
Victor nodded, turned, and walked away—each step oozing quiet dominance.
The competition had only just begun. And Victor had made sure every single person in that arena would never forget his entrance.
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