The stands of the boxing arena were filled with hundreds of spectators, some old, some new. Recently, there were rumors that a new fighter would be participating in the new boxing tournament. The massive audience was talking amongst themselves or looking at the center of the arena where the very first fight would take match. Eventually, the noises lowered as the referee walked to the very center of the arena.

-"Ladies! Gentlemen! Welcome to the Punch Out boxing tournament! As you may have heard, our roster of our best boxers are making a return! However, we are allowing an audience member to step into the ring and fight a boxer that is randomly chosen! If you win, that boxer is going to be your mentor until Title Defense, in which you take their place!"-

They called out before pointing towards the audience, allowing anyone to come up. Obviously, everyone was hesitant, all except one...

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-"Don Flamenco, you're up! Come to the boxing ring at once!"-

Bullfighting is an art. Boxing is an art. They may be both separate, but no one said it was possible to mix the two together. Create something even more beautiful. Once he got his cue from the intercom, he got himself off the bench and went towards the ring. Just as he expected, out of all of the people in the crowd, he could see the only person he had his eyes out for. Carmen. Su amante (his lover).

-"Carmen, mi amor..." (Carmen, my lover...)-

He whispered to himself, his infatuation with her ever the undying.