How dare you, Duke? You continue to threaten me even after I gave you a taste of how powerful I really am. You should be begging me for forgiveness right now.

Let me tell you a story. Two weeks ago, Eli James asked his all powerful king to grant him the opportunity to fight for the United States Championship on Wednesday. So I told him to go home and pray to me for it.

Well, as it turns out I heard Eli's prayers and decided that I would grant him a United States Title shot as long as he worked for it. That's what James IV is all about-- working hard for his king! And now look where he is.

Is this whole thing starting to come together, Duke?

*Everything that happens here all comes down to John Madison's plan.

Luca Arzegotti praying to John and winning the Wild Card Weekend - John Madison's plan.

Eli James IV praying to John and becoming number one contender for the United States Title - John Madison's plan.

The other day I went to Eli's shitty ranch to bang one of his dumb ass sisters. After doing that, me and Eli spoke privately about something and everything makes perfect sense now.

You like driving your truck, right Duke? I imagine you like to be safe when doing so. Sure, you might speed excessively when no one else is around, but you know that there are certain situations where you must take your own safety into consideration.

Duke, when you're driving your truck down the road, what do you do at a red light or a stop sign? You stop, right? You stop so that you're not struck by an oncoming vehicle. If you didn't stop, your truck would be wrecked and you would be seriously injured-- possibly dead! That light was put there by a person with power; the power to enforce laws and keep drivers in check.

In the XWF, I am that power. You're driving on my road, and Luca and Eli are my stop lights. You have to stop when you approach them or else you'll get hurt very badly.

My point is, you and the rest of these people know that light exists so you stop. You forfeit or surrender to the power of that light.

Just like how you and everyone else knows that I am your king. So just kneel and surrender to me before you and your truck get seriously hurt, Duke.

Peter Gilmour is proof of how fucked up and mangled you come out when you repeatedly disobey John Madison. Look at how fat he is!