They exited from opposite sides and strode to the front of the vehicle to meet face to face. Descontón wore a thin short-sleeve shirt with the top buttons loose showing his muscular biceps and his hulking chest. Dandy wore a black, silky shirt with abstract colorful prints, cocktail glasses, and music symbols. Without a word, the gladiators put up their fists. To test the distance, Descontón threw a couple of left jabs. Dandy blocked them and counter-punched with a left hook that grazed Descontón’s nose. Descontón felt a tickling on the tip of the nose, and responded with a punch combination, a left upper cut, and a strong right-kick to the leg. Dandy blocked the punches and let loose a volley of jabs, upper cuts, hooks, one-two combinations, and a kick to shin followed by another to the groin. Descontón made a muffled grunt. The fight turned vicious. They attacked each other with everything their muscles could give. Buttons, saliva, and blood flew through the air at the sound of blows landing on chests and faces and boots kicking legs, knees, and groins….