He said nothing about his skills. No warnings. No bravado. Just a calm stare and a quiet confidence. I thought I was stepping onto the mats with another eager rookie... but what followed was one of the hardest, sweatiest, and most relentless battles I’ve faced in a long time.

Nocturmex didn’t just hold his own — he pushed me to the limit. Hold after hold, escape after escape, sweat pouring, breath shortening. This wasn’t domination... this was war. And I had to dig deep to earn every second of control.

This is more than a match — it’s a reminder that silence can hide fire... and even the most dominant can be caught off guard.