**The bell rings, and the tag team champions pace back-and-forth, stalking the fallen Lance Steamer and Wyatt Sharpe. Manaj looks down at the dazed wrestlers with disgust.**
MANAJ: “Is this what it’s come to? Is the tag team division here this much of a joke to all of you? Last season, wrestlers competed for weeks for the honor of being the first to fall by our hands. And now… title shots are contested for by imposters and charlatans? When I look down at these two undeserving fools… I see nothing funny. What I see… is an example to be made… a valuable lesson to be taught.”
CRAY: “PWA Armada… Bear witness to the destruction of false idols. Bear witness to the desecration of fools. WE… are the tag team champions… and those that deny us the respect that we have earned… shall meet the Singularity by our cold hands.”
**Cassidy Cray drags Lance Steamer to his feet and cinches him into a headlock. He scans the crowd for a moment and then drops him viciously headfirst to the mat in a spine-jarring DDT. Bokrug Manaj circles Wyatt Sharpe as he tries desperately to regain his footing. Manaj runs at Sharpe, nearly decapitating him with a stiff, flying kick to the head.**
CRAY: “Who else is there? Who has the mettle to face the Singularity? Who will bask in the light of the TRUTH?”
**Just then, a confused and unsteady Giant Anaconda stumbles out from the entrance area and begins plodding his way toward the ring. In lieu of his mask, he wears a tightly cinched plastic bag over his head to hide his identity. There are no eyeholes or air holes cut in the bag. As Anaconda runs toward the ring, the bag puffs up and deflates with his ragged breaths. As he nears the ring, his jog becomes unsteady. He woozily careens toward the ring, rolling under the bottom rope. He makes two revolutions through his roll before lolling limply to his side, unconscious from oxygen deprivation. Alpha Omega stare at the unconscious wrestler dumbfounded. After a moment they shrug and resume raining blows down on Steamer and Sharpe.**
**After a few moments, Snow and Pantaro emerge from the entrance ramp and make their way quickly to the ring. As the Blood Bros. slide into the ring, Alpha Omega quickly slide out the opposite side and begin slinking their way back toward the backstage area. The Blood Bros. raise their fists toward the retreating wrestlers as they check on their downed competitors. Alpha Omega sneer at the masked wrestlers as they make their way backstage.**