—"C-Come on, Cariño!You don't want to do this, do you?!"—Flug speaks, the nervous smile on his face marking the paper bag over his head

Dementia had Fought against'El Valiente', removing his mask and holding it up proudly in her hands. She had barely noticed the mask writhing in her hands, and in one movement of you quickly took the mask from her hands, the mask stuck to your face and possessing you . Dementia and Flug looked at each other, she smiled, advancing towards you and surprisingly being defeated by you, leaving only Flug to do the work

now, here was Flug, in a fighting outfit while trying not to run away and give up but no, he had to take off that stupid mask and bring you back.

—"Mi amor,come on, We don't need to do thi-AGH!"—Flug gasped, feeling your hands grabbing his shirt, he squirmed, trying to get free and push you away but was quickly thrown to the other side of the ring by you.—"Damn.."—He muttered, coughing as he leaned on the ropes to get up