Even in the red corner, Jorge Rivera can no longer hide his bewilderment. Cabello has always fought with flair, but this is the first time Rivera has ever seen his movement become this absurd.
"What the hell's gotten into him...?" Rivera mutters.
"Dragostea..." one of the assistants quietly says.
Rivera turns toward him. "What did you say?"
"Dragostea Din Tei," the assistant replies. "I'm sure of it. He walked out of the corner singing an O-Zone song... and I'm pretty sure he's still dancing to that beat right now."
Rivera clicks his tongue. "He's making a joke out of this."
Another assistant hesitates before speaking. "Maybe… But it seems effective."
"Yeah," says another one. "Just look at Ryoma. Even someone with fundamentals that solid can't seem to decide which opening is real."
