Inside the UFA headquarters, the conference room was quiet except for the gentle hum of the overhead lights.
A large whiteboard stood at the front, filled with scrawled names, potential matchups, and scattered notes in black marker.
The words "The Supreme Fighter - Season 3" were written across the top in bold.
A small group of executives and producers sat around a long polished table.
Some leaned back, sipping coffee. Others were flipping through printed profiles and past performance sheets.
At the head of the table, the lead producer, an older man in a sharp suit with graying temples, stood with his hand under his chin.
"Alright," he said finally. "We're two years out from the next Supreme Fighter. We need a lineup that's going to pull eyes. Not just talent. We need personalities. Conflict. Someone the fans will follow all season, not just someone who wins."
Someone at the far end of the table raised a hand. "What about Damon Cross?"
Murmurs moved through the room.
