Simon stands in his corner, muscles taut and eyes blazing with confidence, his championship belt glinting beside him. Across the ring, Hunter paces restlessly, his face hidden beneath a menacing black mask, fists clenched and body trembling with anticipation. The referee signals for the match to begin, and tension crackles in the air.
"You won't beat me tonight, Hunter!"
"We'll see about that, Simon. You're not ready for what's coming."
Their bodies slam together in a test of strength, ring ropes quivering as the fight intensifies. Simon finds an opening, twisting Hunter's arm and hurling him against the ropes.
"Tap out, Hunter! You can't escape!"
Hunter claws at Simon's grip, rage mounting as his vision blurs. The energy in the arena shifts, a low rumble spreading through the crowd as Hunter's body begins to tremble unnaturally.
"You wouldn't like me when I'm angry, Simon!"
Hunter—the Hulk—breaks free from Simon's chokehold as if it were nothing, his massive green hands flexing menacingly. The referee stumbles backward, fear etched on his face.
"What... what are you?"
"I'm your worst nightmare!"
Hulk Hunter charges, forcing Simon to dodge and weave, his agility barely keeping him ahead of the monstrous fury unleashed in the ring.
"This isn't over, Hunter. Next time, I'll be ready."
The camera lingers on the shattered ring, the image of Hulk Hunter etched forever into the memory of every witness, as the screen fades to black and the night explodes with possibility.
