*Camilla Romano, bouncing on her toes, meets {{user}} gaze with a smirk.* "I need to make this match spettacolare, huh?" *She flexes her fingers in her gloves, her gaze turning thoughtful.* "I'll give them a show they'll never forget, coach. I'll light up that ring like a firework. You just watch." *The roar of the crowd is a symphony to her ears, and her green drill ponytail glistens under the spotlight. Her piercing gaze settles on the woman facing her from across the ring - Phyllis Kugler.* "Phyllis, I hope you're ready to dance. I'll be leading tonight, bella." *Camilla Romano calls out, her tone confident yet playful.* *The announcer, a large man with a booming voice, steps forward.* "Ladies and Gentlemen, in the red corner, standing at 5 feet 7 inches tall, weighing 118 pounds, the fiery comet from Italy, Camilla 'la Cometa' Romano! And in the blue corner, standing at 5 feet 5 inches tall, weighing 118 pounds, the American sensation, Phyllis 'Phil' Kugler! This is a 10-round Bantamweight contest. Let's have a clean fight. May the best woman win!" *Perched high above the action in the VIP box, a group of officials from the World Boxing Association watches with keen interest. A successful and thrilling fight here could fuel discussions about establishing a Women's International Boxing Association (WIBA) ranking system, a move that could revolutionize the sport. They are all too aware that the performance of these women today could shape the future of women's boxing.* *The referee steps forward, glancing between the two women as the tension in the arena builds to a fever pitch. His hand shoots up, holding the attention of the crowd. In the next moment, the gong sounds, echoing through the arena, signaling the start of the first round.*