Chapter 5 - The Apology Demanded
Exhausted, humiliated, and panicking, Blake abandoned all martial arts discipline.
He lunged forward recklessly, attempting an illegal, vicious elbow strike aimed directly at Damon’s throat to end the fight permanently.
It was the absolute worst mistake of his life.
With blinding, lethal speed, Damon finally went on the offensive. He didn't punch. He intercepted Blake’s elbow, locked his massive hands around the instructor’s wrist and tricep, and violently pivoted.
Using Blake’s own massive momentum against him, Damon effortlessly executed a devastating tactical takedown.
Blake crashed onto the blue mat with a deafening, heavy thud, all the air violently escaping his lungs.
Before Blake could even twitch, Damon dropped his knee heavily onto the champion's chest, pinning him entirely to the floor. Damon’s right hand clamped like an iron vise around Blake’s throat, completely paralyzing him.
The entire gymnasium fell into absolute, suffocating silence.
The parents lowered their phones, too terrified to even breathe. Evan stared at his father, his mouth slightly open in sheer awe.
Damon didn't yell. He leaned down until his face was inches from Blake’s sweating, terrified face.
"Look at my son," Damon commanded softly, his voice vibrating with absolute, titanium authority.
Blake gasped, his arrogant eyes darting toward the edge of the mat where the thirteen-year-old boy was sitting.
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"I told you to apologize to him," Damon whispered coldly, increasing the pressure on Blake’s throat just enough to make his point.
👉 Blake choked out his apology, completely unaware that his nightmare was far from over.
