**Several Seconds Earlier***
Free-Wi… NO…Flynn was blinking, walking down the hall… Belt on his shoulder… Waking up… Slowly…

The white in his eyes… returning… Bubbling up at the sides…

Was he finally free? Was his body his own? Was the demon leaving h-?

KERACK!

***Several Seconds Later***
1…

2…

THRE-

Flynn immediately shoots up off the ground...

With a lead pipe.

And midnight black eyes.

"FUCK YOU!"

Enigma gets clocked across the side of the head!

"FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU!"

Enigma, previously the ambushing predator is now trying to run away as Free-Win stays in hot pursuit.

The cameraman lets them go. Doesn't seem like the title is going to change hands from this interaction.