The energy in the arena still crackled from Damon's historic win, but there was one fight left.
The grand finale.
The heavyweights.
Thomas Spinal vs. Phrancis Mgau.
Two giants. Two knockout artists.
And they were here to close the night with a bang.
The buildup had been intense, Spinal, the clinical technician with speed and precision that belied his size, versus Mgau, the terrifying powerhouse known for ending fights with a single punch.
Both men carried the weight of expectation and danger into the cage.
From the opening bell, the fight delivered.
Spinal used his footwork early, circling, feinting, snapping out quick jabs that marked up Mgau's face.
His movement was smooth, picking his shots, never staying in one place for long.
But every time Mgau threw back, the air seemed to suck out of the arena. His punches carried the kind of weight that could end the fight in an instant.
