Chapter 119: 16 Fighters
As Damon walked out of the locker room, despite the shower, he could still feel the adrenaline in him.
His mind replayed every moment, the clean strike that ended the match, the feeling of Bobby's body giving way beneath his perfectly timed high kick.
He allowed himself a small smile of satisfaction.
Yet, despite the victory, there was a part of him that refused to linger too long in the moment.
The next challenge was already on his mind, what will happen at the houses, coaches, the next eliminations.
Instinctively, Damon reached for his pocket to grab his phone, eager to check any messages from Lana or scroll through updates on the matches.
His hand met only an empty pocket. He paused for a second, confused, until the memory came back, no electronics allowed during the show.
He had left his phone at home with his mom purpose, knowing they would probably confiscate it if he wanted to compete.