The camera pans onto Gunner Jack, who is backstage, doing some stretches before his match.
Gunner Jack: Who brought this camera in here? Who said you could come in here? This is my locker room, not yours. So buzz off.
Gunner turns back and continues stretching. The cameraman doesn't leave, and keeps recording. Gunner looks up and sighs.
Gunner Jack: Fine, do you want me to say something? Want me to give a speech?
He grabs his towel and flicks it over his shoulder.
Gunner Jack: Look back a few weeks - just watch my matches. My actions speak for themselves. I am untouchable in this ring. Think back to last week. My semi final match against Bone Crusher. I did not even break a sweat. Literally. He was so scared that he had to forfeit.
Gunner laughs.
Gunner Jack: I don't blame him. And Athyz, tonight I face you for the title in one of the biggest matches of all time. I definitely won't blame you if you forfeit. You know you'll lose anyway - save yourself the embarrassment and hand the title over to me.
Gunner throws his towel down and puts on his entrance attire.
Gunner Jack: If you'll excuse me, my championship awaits me.
He pushes the cameraman away and walks out the door.