Backstage, Ghost Tank is seen, and the camera zooms in on his face, revealing a giant bruise upon his jaw, blood trickling from his lips. He growled like an animal and he looked to Alysia,

"That is what I get for trusting in my tag partner. I give her the benefit of the doubt and what does she do?! She fails to back me, like a fucking partner! She better stay away from this company, or else I will destroy her! I WILL BREAK THAT BITCH IN HALF AND SHE WILL FEEL THE POWER OF THE PALE RIDER! BE TORN BY DEATH'S SCYTHE AND REAPED!"

He growled as Alysia tried to soothe him, giving him the gentlest of kisses, which made him wince, but he still allowed them.

"I guess with me being out of the picture, we'll have time to plan our wedding some more. That bitch can go fuck herself."