“You see, El Juicio, you and I were not so different. We’re big; we’re both filled with meat, but the only difference between you and me is that I love to have fun, but you, sir, you’re just a el stupido.”

“I saw your stature, I saw your size, and just because of that, you think that you’re a monster? No baby boy; in fact, a monster isn’t measured by inches and pounds; as a matter of fact, a monster is measured by how much punishment they can take, be it physically or mentally.”

“And trust me, boy, I gave and especially received plenty of it.”

“I know you have been here for a cup of tea, but baby boy, I’ve been here for a bit, and the physical punishment that I’ve received, the blood that I shed, is something that you can never picture in your head. Mentally, for some weird sick reason, I have to thank Klaus and his mental torture that he gives me every single day since I’ve become a part of his circus; it’s slowly trained me to be numb to words, but I can’t lie that some days, his words get to me, and unfortunately for you, this week is the day.”

“You see, El, whatever your name is, you know what I see when I’m going to face you; I don’t just see you as my opponent; I see me. I’m not just going to fight you; I’m going to fight the voices, the demon, and the doubts. I’m fighting the ghost of who I used to be and the shadows in Klaus’s image that he wants me to become. And that is something that I don’t want to be, as that is not me.”

“But El, let me ask you a question: do you have anything to lose? Because I don’t. I’ve been stripped away from my dance floor, my freedom, and to you, it may be just another match, but have you ever wrestled with someone who has already lost everything and has nothing to lose?”

“You see, you’re facing the man whose track record has been nothing more than a guy who’s been knocked down too many times that getting back up is just a reflex. El Jucio, I’m sure that you don’t know what it is like to step into the ring with someone who isn’t afraid of losing.”

“Until I find a way to get out of this hell of a circus in that ring, and I don’t care if I lose. As you look me in the eyes, you’re going to feel it. The weight, the pressure, and the realization that no amount of height or mass can save you from a man who has nothing to lose. Now then, El Jucio. Are you ready to have fun with someone, with a man who has nothing to lose? I’ll see you soon, baby boy.”