KANE
And then—
The doors opened.
The sound hit her all at once.
Roaring.
Shouting.
The kind of energy that made your chest tighten whether you wanted it to or not.
The arena.
Mona stepped inside slowly, her senses overwhelmed. The air was thick, heavy with sweat, smoke, and something metallic underneath it all.
Blood.
Her eyes lifted.
Straight to the ring.
And then she saw him.
Kane.
Her breath caught.
He looked... different.
Bigger somehow.
Sharper.
The lights above the ring cast harsh shadows across his body, every muscle defined, every movement precise.