The stadium in Mumbai was packed. Lights blinding. Cameras everywhere.
Aarav walked out—not with a roaring crowd, but with silence and curiosity. People didn't know if he'd make it.
Round one: Rohit dominated. Aarav's footwork was rusty. Commentators whispered doubts.
Round two: Aarav adjusted. Landed a perfect elbow. Rohit bled.
Round three: Aarav baited Rohit into overextending. Then, with a scream from deep inside, he spun—
Flying knee. Right leg.
Perfect connection. Knockout.
Silence. Then eruptions.
Aarav was back.