"Because I didn't need them to know."

The room became silent.

That answer stayed with everyone.

Because Damien had spent years building a reputation.

Henry had spent years building himself.

There was a difference.

CHAPTER 8 — THE FINAL ROUND NOBODY EXPECTED

Damien looked at Henry.

"I want one more round."

The instructor hesitated.

Henry nodded.

"Okay."

This time, nobody laughed.

Nobody recorded for entertainment.

Everyone watched with respect.

The timer started.

Damien moved differently.

No arrogance.

No show.

No unnecessary force.

For the first time, he was actually listening.

Henry saw it.

"You learned quickly."

Damien smiled.

"I had a good teacher."

Henry shook his head.

"You had a good mistake."

The fight continued.

Seconds passed.

Neither fighter rushed.

It wasn't a battle anymore.

It was a lesson.

Then Damien made one small mistake.

A tiny opening.

Most people wouldn't notice.

Henry did.

One movement.

A controlled transition.

Damien was on the ground.

But this time, he didn't fight desperately.

He understood.

He tapped.

The dojo went completely silent.