Jason has only seconds to turn around as Undead Enigma leaps over the barrier and rocks him with a stiff savate kick to the skull sending him to the mat. Then as he tries to rise Killburn slides into the ring and stands between them brandishing commando like a baseball bat in hand.
" Peon swaft offspring vowing vengeance? Well then..."
Enigma signaled to the Demon who slammed Jason's exposed hand just by letting the hammer drop. Then using it to choke Jason, Killburn snapped his back with a camel clutch hold, in which the Necromancer leaned in close telegraphing a heel kick into Jason's face , and then using his three knuckles busted Jason's forehead wide open.
"Put this dog to sleep Killburn..."
Undead Enigma grinned evilly, taking note of the men standing there and pulled from his coat a stabbing silver needle pen. Taking the pen Enigma dabbed the sharp point in Jason's spilled blood. Then directing Killburn to dump a now beaten and bloody Jason in the ring, walked to Chris Blade and stabbed the desk in which the sign up form was displayed.
" There will be no doubt those titles will be mine. Bring every one of these shallow peons to my feet and I will show you, then I will have you groveling as well! Heh heh heh!"
Enigma turned to exit the arena only to find Ripper standing there, arms folded with the Liston Edge Society. Killburn once again stepped between them as Jed and Ed stepped between the Ripper. Chainsaw Ed revved his massive chainsaw as Albino Jed pulled a blade from his waistband. The Ripper then gestured and spoke.
"Let the old man pass boys. There will be enough blood soon enough."
The Society moved back but remained armed as Enigma scoffed eying the new found allegiance. Stopping only to stare down the mad Ripper.
" The moon must be out, all the inmates seem to be loose eh? Heh, I have slaughtered legions of peons like you lunatic, for less than those three sections of tin. Do not ever think you can control what happens next to you. Your day will never come whore killer. You are the nothing I allow to walk. I made the one who turned you, Ms Torrance, and step on my feet again and your flash will must assuredly run out. Think your uniforms scare me? I know where you got the idea from. Heh heh heh, never rub another mans rhubarb!"
"JOG ON!"
Ripper shouted two fingers in the air pointed at his aggressor.
With Enigma stomping off muttering to himself the Society moved to Chris Blade.
" Mr. Blade, I officially request a place in this contest. The society would benefit greatly, and I am in need of a proper exhibition. I am no stranger to tournaments and will announce the Societies role in the DWF with a clear victory. Ha ha! AAAGGGHH!"
The Ripper gripped the needled pen and released it from Enigma's placing suckling the drops of Jason's blood still tempting and rolling down the crude device. A red tongue protruded out of a jagged toothed skeletal mask taking in the fluid of life and sucking it dry from the silver pen, in which the mad vampire spun around and whipped the weapon back against the table having it vibrate from the force exerted. His message abundantly clear, The Liston Edge Society took their place at ringside waiting to see who else who arrive to take this title challenge.
