Within this section, you see boxing gear stacked to the ceiling on hangers and shelves. Headgear, gloves, tank tops, and shorts for people of all ages. There's a space outside of the aisles full of punching bags: some big, some small, some heavy, some not as much, some for kids, some for women.
'Man, this place has everything.' you think to yourself.
There was even a boxing ring in the center with a wall of names, on closer inspection being for customers who sparred the best out of everyone. The sparring opponent in question was a machine with boxing gloves on. It actively taunted anybody who got near it.
"Care to lose, chump? Ha-ha-ha!" the machine robotically said as it threw a few punches in your direction. It did this multiple times in the span of ten minutes, tempting you to take it on.
From there, you ...