Lang appears to be sitting on his outdoor deck, the sun is setting in and night is approaching. The light over Lang is bright and he lights up a cigarette.. ashing it he does and places it next to him.

You aren't doing yourself any favours Eli. You think the most of yourself, and in most cases I would say confidence is good virtue to have... but you have too much. You have something about you Eli, very persuasive you are... but it's not going to work with me.

If you really want to know what the lies are that you speak of, well here it is... you live a different life than most individuals on this earth. You live within your own sub-culture, not having the worries of everyday men and women. The life you live is something I would call a fairy tale, you live in your own world where rights and wrongs don't exist, everything is under your reign. You've cultivated your own rights and wrongs, you've somehow made it so when anyone approaches you about you doing any wrong doing, you can somehow convince them otherwise and bring them alongside you and the Congregation.

It's not going to work with me...

Let's set another thing straight once and for all, I never said no to your challenge. What I said was stop trying to be the hero here, stop trying to stick up for your ''followers'' and trying to make yourself out to be a saviour because that's something you aren't. They can't see that you completely taken each and everyone of them over, they're lost causes. Even someone as intelligent as Casey, or someone as wise as Mystica... somehow, they've all fallen and now worship at your very feet.

That's not going to happen with me.

I guess what I'm trying to say is that I'm not like your followers, neither is Jason... so with all that being said, I never said no to your challenge Eli, I would of gladly accepted the gift of lying you down where you stand, and regardless of that I'm still going to have that chance when we're wrapped within a steel structure.

You went as far as calling the life I live ''sad'' because I so desperately seek to gain control of that championship you hold, it just goes to show how bad of champion you really are. You call my life sad? I'd look into a mirror Eli, somehow that escapes the reality of this world and starts his own to feed his own ego and sad thoughts... that's a sad life. Someone that can't function in a normal world and has to start his own, that's a sad life.

Another thing, I'm not making any excuses... I'm telling you the truth. I take the blame for most of my losses, as long as guys like Paul Heyman and officials don't get involved within my business. When I faced you Alexandra a couple weeks back, I take blame for that loss whether Troy was involved or not, I could not take the two of you on. When me and LJ took on the brotherhood for the tag titles, I took that loss with respect and I understand that it's on my record and it will never go away.

Lang stops his long speech, the night sky has basically taken over at this time and he looks on at what the beauty of nature can produce.

You can accuse of all these lies that I tell, whatever gets you through the night Eli go ahead. It's not going to affect me and it's not going to change my thoughts on what I need to do this upcoming Warfare to take the championship away from you. I've said it once, me and Jason realize that the belt is at stake and if we meet toe to toe in the ring which I bet we will, I won't hesitate to take him out and vice versa.

I only ask for one thing Eli, don't blame me for what will take place... you will only have yourself to blame my friend. You haven't even seen what I'm capable of in that ring, especially when stipulations like a steel cage are in effect. You believe you already have this won, go ahead and keep thinking that. You'll realize you're wrong, but unfortunately you'll know this when you're staring at that bright light within the rafters of the arena and yours truly holding YOUR championship.