*Dalkiel grabs Mortismere's shoulder and with great strength whips him out of the ring and flying up the ramp way. And then with lighting speed slams his fist into Reverend Jones chest as the Reverend goes flying into the corner. He quickly leans over Alexander Arcane and chants.*

JR: What in the world is he doing?

King: I don't know JR, this is getting ugly fast.

*A cold eerie mist begins to surround Dalkiel and Alexander, as a reddish glowing light comes from Dalkiel's hands and Alexander's wounds*

Cole: Oh come on! Really! What is that jerk off doing?

*Charon and Chane stand ready as Dalkiel use's his Dark powers to heal Alexander*

King: Did Dalkiel just heal Alexander?

JR: I believe so King.

*Dalkiel stands*

*Camera zooms in on his face*

Dalkiel: MORTISMERE!

Dalkiel: You dare run your mouth! Your the one who ran away everytime I challenged you. Your the one who never showed up for our match's. You will bow before me one way or another!

*MM arise's laughing.....*