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... h the measured, predatory pace of someone who controlled the fight’s geography without needing to swing. Every step I took forced Aiden to adjust, to react, to cede ground. I was dictating the rhythm. Making him dance to my tempo.
This was the performance. This was what the evaluators needed to see — a fighter with superior technical skill, clean fundamentals, and the tactical awareness of someone who’d been trained by the best. D-rank-adjacent. Convincing. The mask extended to combat. < ...
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