Pandora's jock

Previously

…He turned away from them, the shimmering haze around him more visible now, a tell-tale sign of the unnatural power he wielded. The burning was no longer a prickling discomfort; it was a consuming fire. He knew, with a chilling certainty, that he had crossed a line. The Fitness Ghost’s shortcut had worked, but the price was already being paid, and the race hadn't even begun. He felt invincible, yes, but also… tainted. And as he walked away, the image of Anna’s trusting smile burned into his mind, a stark reminder of the victory he was about to steal. The victory that would feel as hollow as the fire raging within him.