Well, well, well. You did surprise me, UltraMantis Black. You didn’t catch me off guard - I won’t make that
mistake again - but I must admit you did surprise me, when you not only accepted my "no disqualification"
challenge, but when you wagered your mask for a chance at the Eye of Tyr at "High Noon" on November 13th.
I usually don’t make
deals with pond scum like you, Mantis. But since there is no way I can lose this match in Philadelphia, I don’t see a
reason why not to have a side of fun alongside my full course of mayhem.
I am already basking in the thoughts of the infinite possibilities of humiliation. When I hold aloft your stupid
mask clenched in my left, proudly holding the Eye in my right, the light of victory about my face. You have no idea how much your
little proposal fuels my drive to destroy you. I can
already see the headlines as the dust from "High Noon" settles. I WILL take your mask, and
you WILL be so humbled by it, that the unmasking will prove more delicious than simply exterminating you.
Finally, I WILL reach my goal of destroying your pathetic existence, once and for all! I will be the man
responsible for exposing your acne-pocked face to the world as it streams out across the globe. Then the power of
the Bruderschaft will be beyond anyone's reproach.
However, keep in mind, UltraMantis, that we are not the only ones in this war. You will have
your “Nightmare Warrior” at your side, while my loyal and obedient soldier Tim Donst will help me
destroy the both of you. It is only fair in my opinion, if everyone on the battlefield has a stake
in the war. What does your partner care for your mask - why not put up his own? Let the man who loses
the match bear the weight of his failings. Put your chips on the table, Hallowicked! Ante up!
As the leader of the Bruderschaft, I can already disclose what Tim Donst will put up: his hair. Should he
lose the fall, and thus the match, he will lose his hair. It’s simple, but know that will motivate him even
further to give his best. I can assure you, he will not let his commander down. We will fight side-by-side, we
will humiliate you, we will destroy you. And where it all began, so it will come to an end for you
UltraMantis Black. Just as I left you in a broken heap at "Three-Fisted Tales" when Ares declared war, history is
bound to repeat itself at "High Noon."
I can’t wait to rob you of your identity and annihilate you!