Damon and Svetlana had just returned to their hotel, finally getting a moment to breathe after the chaos of the night. But there wasn't much time to relax, there was a lot to go through.
Damon was now a finalist. That meant photoshoots, press conferences, and a media tour that would rival a UFA championship event.
The tournament organizers weren't wasting any time, they were treating the finals like the biggest fight in the world, and in a way, it was.
It made sense. Earlier in the tournament, there were 32 fighters per weight class. That meant 128 fights in the first round alone, way too many to set up full media obligations for.
The costs, the logistics, the sheer time it would take, it was unrealistic. So the tournament had kept media interactions minimal in the early stages.
But now?
Now there were only two fighters left in each division.
This was where the hype mattered. This was where the sport would sell itself.
