The sound of a dimensional tear is heard, as Drake steps through a burning portal out of his kingdom in Hell.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here? "The Witch of the Black Mists"?"

Drake chuckles as his portal closes behind him.

"Trust me, if you think, for a even a nanosecond, that your Raven-esque gimmick alone is going to get you far, you are sorely mistaken. I tell you this, mortal, the XWF is not about words, it is about actions. I will admit, there are those who do deserve to be in the main event scene, and I am not at that point yet. The only reason for that is the fact that I have decided not to put my foot down, and exert my full power, for if I did, there wouldn't be a company left. Oh, and if you're looking for heroes, well as Madrox said, I don't see any around here.

Drake clicks his fingers, and the burning portal he came through reappears.

"Good luck, Marlow Raxis, you...will...need it.."

Drake steps through, but not before laughing evilly in Marlow's face. The portal then closes, and in black on the ground read the words: AXOLOTL.

1 x X-Treme Champion
2 x Heavy Metalweight Champion