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The camera panned to the locker room hallway. Leaning against the lockers, half in shadow, was —the current X-Club Heavyweight Champion. His title belt was draped over his shoulder, but the gold was tarnished. His knuckles were wrapped in frayed tape, and his eye was swollen shut.
"Rex," Silas's voice continued, "you lost the title last Sunday. Didn't you?"
The ring was dusted in a fine layer of chalk. The lights overhead hummed at half-power. No crowd. No announcer. Just a single spotlight that swept back and forth like a lighthouse searching for a shipwreck.