Thaddeus Duke stalks the Xtreme champion as he passes by the craft service table.

"Oswald!" shouts Duke.

Oswald spins around...


SMACK!



Thaddeus nails him with the First Strike (sweet chin music) causing Oswald to collapse through the table on top of Peter Gilmour's chicken parmesan.

"You can give up the title now, or you can give it up at Warfare. Either way, you're giving up that championship."

Thaddeus places his foot on the champs chest.


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Even though he would be knocked out for a small time, thanks to Duke's speech and nonchalant pin, Oswald would have recovered soon enough, and would lift up his shoulders, grabbing Thaddeus as he does so, and lifting him onto one leg, with the other over his shoulders. He then wrapped his arms around Duke's neck, cupping the back of his head, then dropped hard, forcing Duke's face to smash into his own knee, breaking his nose, while hurting Duke's knee in the process. As blood pours from his nostrils, falling onto his back, Oswald stands above him

"Progeny of Sebastian Duke!

I knew you'd come!"

He then would lift him onto his feet, only to turn his back to him, cradle his neck against his right bicep, before backflipping up and over him, widening his legs as he slams Duke onto his back.

"However, we will face off on the Battle of Wednesday. You will not receive the title without a fight, and not through trying to beat me outside the ring. Inside, is where you will find yourself DELETED! Mmmyess!"

He stood up after performing The Cries of the Obsolete and left him.

"Relax, Fatt Hardy, I'll be waiting for you to drag your ass to the ring. In case you haven't noticed, 2 promos to zero, the world waits with baited breath for their broken hero."

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Winner Broken Oswald

This is a grave injustice!