*”Hail to the King” blares over the speakers and Rex Camelot appears on the top of the ramp.  His expression is hidden by the mask he wears but he walks to the ring with a purpose.  Rex enters the ring and calls for a microphone.*

CAMELOT:  “There is no justice in this barbaric, uncouth land!  How can there be justice when a reckless, unrefined simpleton like Spencer Watts is granted a chance he does not deserve to be declared a champion?!  Oh, and you plebeians just ADORE him for it, don’t you?  Oh yes, you cheer him, the peasant who dares to defy his betters and take for himself what he is not due!  And like any common thug he uses any dishonorable means he can!  Watts knew he could not beat us in the ring and by the rules, so he forced us to be counted out!  He knew we would best him in an honest fight, so he forced us to fight him in that cursed Table of Kings match!  And HE gets a shot at the Light Heavyweight title while *WE*, the KING of WALES are left out of an event tailored made for us?!

“WE WILL NOT HAVE IT!!!  As King we have certain God-bestowed rights to mete out justice!  Watts is too much of a coward to face us again, so we have no choice but to invoke Justice by Proxy!  You peasants all stick up for one another against the nobility, let’s see who will come out to take Spencer Watts’ punishment for him!  Watts, watch closely, for that man’s fate is on YOUR HEAD!”