ISkill

ISkill doesn’t talk. Maurice Green talked for him for three straight weeks, and even Green admitted his own words undersold it. In person the appeal is immediate and unpleasant: he closes distance faster than his frame should allow and ends exchanges before opponents have adjusted to the range, moving like something built for structural damage rather than sport. He hasn’t given DRC a hometown, a training history, or a reason — he gave them a signature, and that was apparently the only introduction Green needed. Groundswell, his finisher, is a spinning lariat thrown with enough torque to fold a standing opponent in half before they’ve finished turning around.