I look up to the cage and hear the announcer call the start of Bray’s fight. He’s standing in the cage, looking over at us while staring intently at Reilly. He squints his eyes, mouthing the words, “What’s wrong?” I shake my head and hold up one finger. It’s our signal for me needing him to finish the fight in one round. He looks back to Reilly, and I swear I see something pass over him as his face hardens. Bray nods his head and turns as the announcer starts the countdown. As soon as he yells out one, Bray lands a solid punch to his opponent’s jaw, knocking him out cold.
fuck yeah Bray!
