Chapter 163

Third-Person POV

Talisca, driven by a combination of desperation and bravado, found himself in the midst of a deadly underground street fight. The dimly lit, smoke-filled warehouse echoed with the sounds of anticipation and muffled conversations as spectators gathered to witness the raw brutality that awaited them.

His heart pounded in his chest as he approached the registration table, his eyes fixed on the formidable figure behind it. The organizer, known only as The Shadow, looked Talisca up and down with a sly smile playing on his lips.

“Here to register a fighter, eh?” The Shadow’s voice dripped with a mixture of amusement and skepticism.

Talisca nodded, his voice firm with an air of confidence. “I have a fighter who will dominate this ring. His skills are unparalleled.”

The Shadow raised an eyebrow, his gaze piercing through Talisca’s bravado. “And what’s your wager, Mr. Talisca? What are you willing to risk?”

Talisca’s eyes narrowed a