Chapter 41 Forty-Five Seconds

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The crowd was already screaming before I even stepped into the cage, their voices rising into a deafening chant that echoed through the arena.

“GHOST! GHOST! GHOST!”

The name rolled through the space like thunder, fueled by adrenaline, anticipation, and the promise of violence.

I had built that reputation myself.

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