Travis Backs Down
Travis, once the loudest and most brash of the bikers, began to retreat, his earlier bravado evaporating before anyone’s eyes. It was like watching a balloon deflate—his earlier swagger completely gone. His movements were slow, almost hesitant, and there was a palpable sense of unease in his every step. He’d made a miscalculation, one that was now becoming all too clear to him. With each step he took away from McClain, it was as though he was admitting, without words, that he had underestimated the man in a way he couldn’t undo.
It wasn’t just a physical retreat; it was the beginning of Travis realizing just how out of his depth he had been. His eyes flicked to Jake and then to the others, as if hoping for some backup or solidarity, but he found only silence. The crowd’s collective awareness of McClain’s power—both in presence and in reputation—was undeniable now, and Travis knew, in that moment, that his bluster had failed him. There was no denying it: he had backed down, and everyone knew it.
