Darius was loosening the well-trained fibers of his being in the back, but once an official from the commission announced, “You’re next,” he and his coaching staff pressed the accelerator of the warm-up routine.
A thin coat of sweat signaled that Darius, at least physically. The mental side of the game was always difficult for Darius to tame; of course, locking yourself in a steel cage to fight a similarly weighted individual, who is also skilled in the art of violence, in your underwear is difficult for anyone to fathom.
Darius paced back-and-forth like an agitated lion just before the entrance. His coach and teammate barked instructions and encouragement while waiting for the cue.
When Darius heard his music exploded from the speakers, he emerged from behind the curtain, heaved a war cry toward the heavens, and plodded into the world’s most dangerous field of play.
Prompted from the Six-Sentence Story at: https://girlieontheedge1.wordpress.com/2020/03/01/sundays-six-sentence-story-word-prompt-97/.
Prompted from Your Daily Word Prompt at: https://allaboutwritingandmore.com/2020/03/04/your-daily-word-prompt-fathom-ydwordprompt-march-4-2020/.