The crowd went silent, all eyes fixed on me.

Enzo slowly lowered his hands to his sides, blinking as if he couldn't believe I had actually accepted his challenge. Others in the crowd either thought I had wandered in by mistake or questioned my sanity. Antonio's hand landed on my shoulder, and he turned me to face him.

"Are you sure about this?" His tone carried no sarcasm, only genuine concern.

A nervous smile tugged at my lips. "Isn't this why you brought me here?"

He mirrored my smile and nodded. "Yeah, kind of... But I thought you'd let him fight someone else first. You know, let him sweat a...