The Colony: Xtreme Force - now you have done it! First, you irk me with your corporate sliminess. Then you dare attempt to steal the sacrosanct
mask of Frightmare in Secaucus. You stole the win from us at "The Shoulder of Pallas." But your latest antics are simply the final straw.
The Spectral Envoy had you miscreants soundly thrashed and on the verge of defeat in Georgia when that fraud Missle Command Ant
decided to take the coward's way out and voluntary relinquish his mask into my hands, forcing an unjust disqualification of The Envoy. What a
repulsive and poltroonish route to take! You are not fighters, you are merely soubrettes engaged in some warped form of serpentine role-play.
How dare you!
Then in Chicago, thinking you could once again hoodwink your way to victory, you unmasked Frightmare once more. This time however, your
tactics did not avail you so well. You are not what you claim to be. You may wear the medallions of Kings, but you are no such things.
On June 2nd, you will learn the difference.
And so The Spectral Envoy issue one more challenge to you Xtreme Forcers. True 3-on-3 trios combat - the frauds against the Kings.
Your hijinx and chicanery will no longer be tolerated. Dare to match your dirty tricks against the most devious man in all of
CHIKARA, and you will come up short again and again. Dare to wear the spoils of King of Trios victory around your necks,
and Hallowicked, Frightmare and I may just hang you by them. If you think yourselves worthy of such an impossibly lofty
title, you'll get it not by some bureaucratic tomfoolery, but by facing the planet-shaking might of those such as The Spectral Envoy!