Sergio Moreno and Pablo Morant stand side by side, the bearded one gripping a towel while the tattooed man flexes in boxing gloves, both muscles straining against the leather. The brick wall behind them cracks under their weight as the blond leans into the frame, smirking with the ring clenched in his fist. Their bodies move with the, unfiltered force of the ring, no words, just the weight of their presence.
