Solomon walks backstage at Relentless night three. He isn’t booked for a match, but he has been soaking in the Miami sun and looking forward to see who walks out of night three with the Universal Champion, fresh off a sub-in win for Team XWF. He sees Centurion, carrying his newly won X-Treme title, distracted, texting feverishly on his phone. Solomon seizes the moment and strikes, tackling Cent from behind. He pulls a nearby fire extinguisher off the wall and uses it to blast the veteran across the face a few times, for good measure. He covers as a referee just happens to walk by and count the pin. 

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Reject tradition.

1x UGWC Conquest Champion
1x XWF X-Treme Champion 

Centurion kicks out, and jumps to his feet.

“What the fuck, dude. Stop that!”

Centurion looks at Solomon like a disappointed father and shakes his head before walking away.