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Pennyworth stands with his arms raised victorious, then goes from turnbuckle to turnbuckle to celebrate his victory. After the fourth one, he drops back to the mat, and leaves the ring, starting to walk away. Then he pauses, turning to look back at The Spoiler III. Pennyworth gets a wry look on his face, then grabs a nearby steel chair and slides back into the ring. Before anyone can stop him, he starts laying waste to his fallen opponent, slamming the chair into Spoiler over and over, as all Spoiler can do is cover up.

Finally pausing in his assault, Pennyworth drops the chair and positions Spoiler in the corner. He takes his time, lining him up properly…then opens the steel chair and sets is across Spoiler’s prone body. Once the chair is in place, Pennyworth drops his weight on the chair, trapping Spoiler in that position. Slowly, Pennyworth moves his hands towards Spoilers mask, reaching behind it and starting to unlace it. Just as he moves to pull it off, he pauses, and calls out for a microphone. When get gets it, he slaps Spoiler a couple times to make sure he’s awake.

PENNYWORTH: Spoiler, Spoiler, Spoiler. What am I going to do with you? I need to make you go away. I need to end your attempts to mess with my life. With my livelihood — and worse, with the livelihood of those I employ. See, that was your mistake, Spoiler. Hurt me, I can deal with it. Take away my accomplishments in the ring, it’s all good. Hell, if you had done something to mess with my persona life that didn’t effect the lives of hundreds of families, then this would have stayed less personal. But you didn’t. You messed with the lives of children whose only mistake was to have the mistfortune to be born into a family with a member who worked for me. And that’s something I cannot abide.

PENNYWORTH: But I have to be honest with myself. In my life, both in this ring and in finance, I’ve done a lot of bad things. Many of them, I’m even proud of. I am not a nice person, and I fully admit that. But one thing I would never do, even in my wildest dreams, is to take my dislike of someone else out on someone else. Things stay personal. And in a moment of anger, I said I was going to remove your mask tonight. But Spoiler…I don’t know who you are. I don’t know if you have a family. I don’t know who else I might be hurting if I reveal your identity to the world. And I refuse to stoop to your own level. But on the other hand, I can’t keep having you up in my business. This ends here and now. And there is only one way I can think of to accomplish that — and that is to have knowledge about you that you don’t want out. So, timekeeper, if you would…please hand me a towel?

A large towel is pushed through the ropes to Pennyworth. He drops the microphone, and opens up the towel. Draping it over Spoiler in the corner, Pennyworth peeks and reaches under the towel. A moment later, Spoiler’s mask is tossed to the center of the ring. Pennyworth remains under the towel for a long moment before removing himself, letting it drop back over Spoiler’s face. He stands up, grabbing the microphone again.

PENNYWORTH: Just remember, Spoiler…I know who you are now. Mess with me again, and the entire PWA Armada will know. And THAT will all be on your head.

Pennyworth drops the microphone and walks out as referees and timekeepers get into the ring to help Spoiler get his mask back on.