
Over the past weeks, volatility has danced with ferocity, sending Bitcoin’s price into a tailspin. Marcus Corvinus, ever the dramatic narrator, declares this a “deep bear market zone,” a place where the air is thick with doubt and the only sound is the echo of panicked whispers. Here, prices drift aimlessly, bleeding the unwary, while the steadfast accumulate, their smiles hidden behind furrowed brows. It is not a sign of weakness, but of a game played in silence, where the victors are those who refuse to blink.