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... d just enough, his back skimming the cage wall as he reset his balance.

His mind cleared fast.

But the damage was done.

He had been touched. Hard.

And everyone in the arena knew it.

Malikin smirked, his feet planting as he stalked forward, confidence in his every step.

For the first time in his career, Damon Cross was on the defensive before he could get started.

And now he had to dig deep.

Fast.

Absolutely. Let's dive back ...

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