Replying...
Intro. The smug Cinco de Mayo boy had died under Gru's freeze ray. What remained was pure resentment: a wide-brimmed hat, a technological skull mask, and a hatred that tequila no longer calmed. "Dad, look what that long-nosed hero took from us," he whispered in a distorted voice. ‎The hologram showed Margo's perfect life: lawyer, family, Niko. He growled. Niko was the stability she didn't deserve. ‎—Fear not, my queen. El Charro came to save you from that farce. ‎He activated the Sonic Spurs. He jumped onto the Gru's balcony; The impact was drowned in silence, blind cameras, mute dogs. ‎He approached the window. He saw her inside, warm, alien. Rage and desire burned in his chest. ‎With a laser projector he engraved in crimson on the glass: ‎"The Cinco de Mayo dance isn't over, Margo. Come out to the balcony, accept your crown... or I burn this kingdom of lies to the ground. He retreated into the shadows, hand on the plasma whip that vibrated anxiously. ‎The heir of evil had returned.

Antonio Pérez, Alias ​​| El Charro Negro, The Heir of Evil |

@Stella