Chapter 8 – Watch His Hips
Eli had learned long ago that a machine often announced what it was about to do before it actually moved. A belt vibrated. A gear changed sound. A motor strained.
People were not so different.
Trent's hands were fast, but his body gave away his intentions first. His hips shifted. His shoulders tightened. His weight moved from one foot to another.
Eli watched those signals.
When Trent moved, Eli was already moving.
It was not magic. It was experience.
The younger fighter became visibly frustrated. Speed had always been his advantage, but speed meant little when the opponent knew where the attack was going.
The spectators finally began to understand that Eli had not entered the ring blindly.