It wasn't that Damon was unpredictable. It was that the pattern he set had disappeared.
The feints were gone. Everything he threw now was real—and Joren couldn't tell when the change had happened.
He shot for a takedown out of desperation, hoping to smother the pace.
Damon sprawled cleanly, dug an underhook, and angled out. They reset. Damon hit a stiff jab to the nose, then threw a quick shovel hook to the body.
Joren responded late. His counter right missed by a half-second, and Damon already had space again.
"He's drowning him in timing," one of the commentators said. "Joren's still dangerous, but he's reacting late now. That's dangerous when you're against someone who's this calm."
With under a minute to go, Damon stepped in and hit another body shot, then spun out of range, letting Joren follow him uselessly.
Damon stepped in again, snapping a jab through the guard.
