***Dylious smiles, then grins as Chane slowly begins to realize the element of evil he'd stepped into. Chane takes a step back, he's obviously feeling nervous, and even more so, alone. Dylious looks over to Mortismere, and with a slight nod Dylious appears almost instantly infront of Chane, grabbing him by the throat and slowly lifts him from the mat. Chane's face turns as Dylious' eyes turn black, his faces goes emotionless. Mortismere slowly raises his arms as the ring apron becomes surrounded by flames.***

"Let it be known you sack of scum, I do not breathe life to beckon myself as some puny champion, the likes of any I could easily destroy, I breathe to do the bidding of thy master... Lord Mortismere, but if it's a championship he wants, then that is what he'll receive."

Mortismere grins a devilish smile as Dylious continues to speak,

"Do you not realize you're in the presence of true Darkness? A power unlike anything this world has ever seen? Let you be the next to witness then..."

Dylious throws Chane to the ground and slowly walks overtop of him,

"Tell me Chane... HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Where is your beloved champion Charon now?"

the flames grow higher and higher around the ring, Dylious standing motionless over top of the helpless Chane,

"What should be done when one sees a monster... a monstrosity? Do you not destroy it? AHAHAHAHAHA!"

Dylious lays his boot over Chane's throat and begins to choke the life out of him...