Mika was still out of breath from the fight with Jackson when the door to the hallway opened. There stood Finn—surprised, angry, with that suspicious look that didn’t bode well. For a moment, there was silence. Then everything tensed up. Two bodies, two wills, and a room that suddenly became a small arena for both of them. “What are you doing here?” Finn’s voice was deep, controlled, but charged. Mika didn’t answer. He took a step forward, and that was enough. The spark was ignited. Finn reacted with lightning speed. Before Mika had even fully positioned himself, Finn grabbed him, twisted his arm, and pulled him into a clean lever—an armbar, executed with precision. Mika growled, feeling the pull in his tendon. Finn grinned. An experienced opponent, that was clear. But Mika wasn’t the type to stay pinned down for long. He pushed himself up with raw strength, pressed Finn against the wall, forced him to let go. Now he was in his element – wild, powerful, unbridled. The fight surged through the room, making the floor shake beneath their feet. Every grip, every turn was pure will to win. Finn was fast, agile, technically equal, if not superior. But Mika had that unyielding fire—the raw energy that doesn’t give in, even when the body is already burning. Again and again they wrestled to the ground, rolled, sought the hold, the leverage, the moment of control. The fight dragged on. Sweat, breath, the dull thud of bodies hitting the mat. Finn gasped for air, his movements becoming more erratic. Mika seized the opportunity, spun him around, pinned him to the ground, and held him down with his last ounce of strength. Finn fought for a few seconds, then gave up—exhausted, but not broken. The first round went to Mika. Mika remained on top of him, breathing heavily. Both knew that this had not been an ordinary fight. It had been a duel, raw and real, a test of strength in which each had given his all. After a short breather, it was time for the second round. A chance for Finn to get his own back on the powerhouse. This second round was tougher. Mika is a bomb that only explodes when provoked. But then he really goes for it, hard and fast. He is THE dominator par excellence. This is clearly reflected in this fight. Finn not only has to face pure strength, but also numerous and very hard ball grabs. Mika really puts him through the wringer. The fight is wild, in an absolutely hard, real submission style. In Finn, Mika has an almost equal opponent, but only almost. Finn lacks a quantum of power to get to the same level. His tricks, his speed, and his agility are fantastic, but Mika simply has a little more steam. The fight is so energetic that even their underwear tears. Completely naked, Finn still gives it his all in an attempt to turn the tide and pin Mika down. It’s a difficult undertaking, but hope dies last.