The underground fight ring unfolds within the heart of an industrial district, hidden from the prying eyes of the city above.

A labyrinth of old warehouses and forgotten alleys, its entrance marked only by an old door. Inside, the air thick with the scent of anticipation and sweat. Leo Berardi; known as Lynx’ stood in the dimly lit pit surrounded by makeshift stands, where the echoes of cheers and bets merge as he won.

“Get me a glass- make it strong,” Leo called out to whomever listened.