Mickey Knoxx was stretching on the mats in his hotel suite, enjoying a rare break between friendly sparring sessions, when Steve Mason slid into his Dms, challenging him to a match.
Minutes later, Mason was in the room and the two rivals collided hard, each refusing to let the other dictate the pace. Sweat slicked their skin as they grappled chest-to-chest, breaths mixing, every hold turning into a test of strength and stubborn will.
Their rivalry crackled in every shove, every frustrated growl, every moment they found themselves face-to-face with neither backing off. The tension between them was unmistakable, competitive, heated, almost intimate as if each was daring the other to break first. The match, fittingly titled Neck and Neck, pushed them past pride and into something fiercer… and as the struggle deepened, the question became not just who would win, but who needed the win more.