-Backstage, Damion Black and Brawler Beckett are seen walking down a hallway, lightly chatting at with each other. From out of nowhere, an unknown assailant in a white undershirt and blue jeans tackles Damion Black to the ground! The assailant grabs Black by the suit and hauls him to his feet then slams him into a wall and begins laying in body shots and clubbing away at him. Beckett turns and runs down the hallway, calling for security. the assailant continues to pummel Black until security arrives and breaks the two men apart. Black is bleeding from his nose and mouth as he gets to his feet. Three security guards hold up a struggling Spencer Watts. Black leans in close to Watts and wipes the blood from his nose. He looks down at his hand, then shows it to Watts.-

BLACK: “Was it worth it?”

-Black then motions for security to remove Watts from the building.-

***Pennyworth rolls out of the ring and starts to walk up the ramp, shaking his head in disgust while The Spoiler celebrates in the ring. Before he gets out of the arena, though, Pennyworth pauses and looks back at the ring. Anger washes over his face, and he snatches up a nearby steel chair and rushes back to the ring. He slides under the bottom rope, and before Spoiler even realizes he’s there, Pennyworth slams the steel chair into his back. Spoiler falls to the ground as Pennyworth continues the assault, slamming the chair into Spoiler over and over again until various officials rush out to pull him off. Pennyworth tosses the now warped chair at Spoiler as he backs away, then he grabs a microphone as he reaches the top of the ramp.***

PENNYWORTH: “Spoiler, I don’t know if you’re awake enough to hear me right now, but I’m sure someone will tell you what I said. Everyone has a line, Spoiler. You take my title match? That happens in wrestling. I don’t like it, but I can work with it. You get Damion Black to prevent another match? That makes you a dick, but hey, it gave me another shot at you. But Spoiler? You mess with me outside the confines of this company, that’s where I draw the line. You didn’t just put my own livelihood at stake, you messed with the lives of everyone I employ. Six weeks, Spoiler. SIX ****** WEEKS, my company is completely unable to do business. To make money. And THAT is all you. You have crossed the line, and there is NOTHING I won’t do to you to get revenge. You think what I just did was painful? You have no idea what I will do to you. This isn’t over, Spoiler, not by a long shot.

***Pennyworth tosses the microphone on the ground, and allows security to escort him out of the ringside area.***