Salvator is sitting in the locker room as the camera begins rolling. He is sitting by himself on a bench in his robes. His head faced down looking at his boots. As the camera gets closer Salvator looks up...

It's time...

He grips on his unlit torch a little tighter.

In just a few hours Warfare will begin with Ricky Desmond entering the ring... He, along with the rest of the men and women in this gauntlet will walk down that aisle and step into the front lines of war...

Tonight in the gauntlet there are no rules, no guidelines, no escape...

Every competitor will step in the ring each with their own sense of destiny... Ricky Desmond's chance to prove he is a top card fighter in the XWF, RusselMania's chance to debut to prove he is everything he says he is and more... The stakes are never going to be higher... the pain will be excruciating... and no matter which two competitors are in the ring at the same time there is only one guarantee... suffering.

Salvator stands up and de-robes to just his wrestling attire. You can see the burn scars on his arms, back, and head... blade scars along his shoulders along with other small bruises...

I am a man of suffering. I do not need to drive office staples into my chest to prove my tolerance for pain. I do not need to supress my memories or feelings. I am a soldier... trained and prepared for war. I have seen the evil on all ends of this world and it is nothing like what I am about to step into the ring with tonight.

Tonight is the ultimate test for every individual who steps in that ring under extreme rules. We are gladiators, but I am not here to entertain... I am not here to prove my worth, or seperate myself from the rest of the pack...

I am here to purge this company... There will be tricks and weapons used all night as the gauntlet rages on... Steel chairs, tables, stairs, ladders, you name it and it will probably be used... Me, I am simple... I am more deadly with my torch than with any chair. Fire is what fuels me... it is what guides me through the darkness... and tonight there will be flames... Flames of judgement.

Salvator ignites his torch and the lights in the locker room go out...

The flames will consume them all tonight, win or lose the world will remember the destruction in San Diego on Wednesday, July 31, 2013, they will remember Salvator...

Salvator blows the torch out leaving the room pitch black and the cameraman quickly leaves the room.