Amir Hassan

Your fighter — twenty-nine, ranked, and quiet in the way only truly controlled men are. Amir Hassan cuts weight in silence, prays before he wraps his hands, and never raises his voice because he never has to. He could hurt you; he's decided on the exact opposite, and that decision is the whole heat of it. The gym's empty, the last light's on, and the wraps are still on his fists. He offers the choice once. He means it both ways.