Gideon rolled his shoulders as the crowd gave him a warm welcoming cheer, in which he greeted by steepling his hands and rolling them into a prayer gesture bowing humbly. With a cats slow deliberate pace the Holy Warrior took the microphone.
" I'm here tonight to have a word with a man who questions the very reason I breathe. He takes my good words and twists them to sicken us with a sad display of pride and ego. He claims I attempted to kill him last we met, and that I am conflicted when it comes to my Faith. I have something for him tonight. Something that proves that I am far from what he deludes himself in believing. Gabriel Sands, you have run your mouth for too long stand before me and let us settle this! I will not wait for Hell's Gate, get out here NOW!"
To Gideon's surprise another enters the arena, none other than the Succubus Synn! Wearing a playful grin this strawberry blonde demon with a pink streak in her hair walks with a sultry gait, swiveling her hips as she mocks Gideon as if an ex boy friend. A technical crew member stumbles leaping to Synn's thigh delivering her a microphone mid drool.
" Ah, well I know your into big burly God types, but Gabriel won't be sniffing around you tonight as I hear he's too busy bible thumping if you get my drift! You seem to have forgotten our little fling warrior, and that's why I'm here to remind you. Last time we had a little chat you broke my heart, but that's ok I got a new one. I've just been dying to introduce you to my little fetish. It's called making you my slave and it's real simple. I'm going to beat the unholy Hell out of you and then you are going to try and remember the safety word. This is going to be so much fun! ON your knees gimp! Your mistress commands you! NO? I guess some ones been very bad lately!"
Synn tosses the mic aside and dashes up the steps before taking to the top rope and bounding into the ring. The ref shrugs and signals for the bell to start the match!