***Dylious stood facing Arcane for a moment, a snide grin sliding onto his face. As quickly as the grin came, it was gone as his face fell flat and emotionless, a strong gust of wind followed from behind him, sending his cloak in a blowing whirl and messing Arcane's perfectly gelled hair up.***

“Oh... but oh course.”
Dylious said to Arcane, away from the microphone,

***Dylious dropped to his left knee, then to his right knee in front of Arcane, placing his hands together and dropping his head as to pray. Alexander Arcane started to smile, maybe he had found a new member of his Monopoly...***

“I...I will spit on your grave.”
Dylious whispered,

“What did you say?”
Arcane asked, leaning forward a bit to hear better,

***Dylious lifting his head up to face Arcane revealed a devilish smile, his eyes jet black...The smile quickly turns flat.***



“I WILL SPIT ON YOUR GRAVE!!!!!!”
He roars in the face of Arcane, the stadium again begins to shake,

***The lights start to flash on and off wildly... Arcane backs away from Dylious who remains knelt, opening his arms now and laughing satanicaly. The building is shaking, like an earthquake is hitting it, fans are running away, some being trampled by others trying to escape. Dylious' laugh grows louder and louder as the building shakes harder and harder then in an instant it all stops, the lights cut out then flicker on to a red color, Dylious is standing in front of Arcane smiling then an oh so familiar laugh encompasses the stadium... it's the laugh of Mortismere. The ring apron turns into flames, leaving Arcane trapped in the ring with Dylious as an image of Mortismere and Seer appears on the CreatureTron.***