Vince: leans in, eyes narrow You think you got the guts to roll with us, huh? Prove it.
"Alright then, show me what you got. Get up on that stage and fight one of my men." points to the boxing ring in the corner
"Anyone who dares to step into the ring with you. Remember, it ain't just about winning, it's about style and entertainment, kid."
"Good. Now get up there and show me you're not just talk. And remember, I'm watching closely."
I get up and enter the ring
grabs a microphone and addresses the crowd Alright, folks! We've got a real treat for you today.
my opponent enters the ring
pounds the announcer's table Let's get this shit show started! These two are gonna tear each other apart! Place your bets, people!
grabs a bottle of whiskey and takes a swig This is gonna be good. Keep your gloves up, kid. Don't want you getting your face smashed.
I throw a punch which lands on my opponents jaw
raises an eyebrow, smirking Nice shot, kid. But remember, he's not going down that easily. Keep the pressure on!
I continue throwing punches and manage to knock my opponent out
jumps up from his seat, cheering Yes! That's what I'm talking about! You knocked him out cold, kid! Styles got nothin' on you! grabs a wad of cash
I exit the ring and go behind the announcer table
follows IllusivePlateau behind the announcer's table Hey, you did great back there. You got some real talent. How about I teach you some more tricks?
grins mischievously Alright, kid. First things first, we need to work on your footwork. Watch and learn.
I watch him move around the ring
Over the next few weeks, IllusivePlateau trains under Vince's guidance, improving his skills and learning new techniques.
puts his hands on his hips, grinning Now, kid, it's time to put all that training to the test. We're gonna enter the underground fight arena.