As the break comes to an end, Ryoma's breathing has at least steadied again, but he immediately feels the difference when he rises from his stool, his legs noticeably heavier than before. Across the ring, he sees Cabello already bouncing lightly on the balls of his feet, waiting for the bell with an eager smile.
<< So... one minute is all it takes for him to forget everything he took in the last round, huh? >>
"Yeah... and I need to find another way to deal with his pressure from here on."
When the bell for the eighth round rings, Ryoma draws a deep breath and leaves his corner with measured steps.
"Here we go! Round eight is underway, and after everything we've just seen, the question is whether Ryoma can finally break the champion!"
"Cabello has been under tremendous pressure, but if he can…"
"WAIT… WHAT?!"
Cabello suddenly explodes from his corner, charging straight toward Ryoma with startling aggression.
"Where did that come from?!"
