As Damon and Ash circled each other on the mats, they locked eyes and tensed up their bodies.
Their feet slid across the mat, making sounds, They were both waiting for the other to make the first move.
Damon knew not to underestimate Ash.
Ash's foundation in Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu was solid, a combination of precision and years of experience.
Unlike Ty, who relied on raw wrestling power and a bit of methodical, Ash was methodical, always three steps ahead when it came to grappling exchanges.
This didn't help that he was fighting someone clearly stronger than him, so he had to use his mind more.
Damon adjusted his stance, staying light on his feet, his arms loose but ready.
He wasn't the same fighter he had been before Thailand.
His time there had sharpened his striking to an elite level.
Groundwork had become his priority since returning.