(Sky-God Arena – Commentary Booth)
"He wouldn't do it, would he? He can't…" Derek exhaled, his voice low, the disbelief still clinging to his tone. "I mean—he's bruised and battered, there's no way he can take on a fresh fighter… But there's no way he should've defeated Gu Ramos either. And although I know he can't… something about the boy makes me hope that he just may—"
Lee didn't respond right away.
His arms were folded across his chest, eyes fixed on the screen as the camera zoomed in on Leo—still standing alone in the center of the arena, half-soaked in sweat and blood, but silent. Unflinching.
"That's the danger of fighters like him," Lee said finally. "They're not the strongest. Nor the most experienced. But they have this depth about themselves that can't be gauged, as they keep pulling off things they shouldn't be capable of—and somewhere along the line, you stop betting against them."
