... and as Mortismere levitated his music escalated and we hear the familiar... terrorizing tune of the sinister Emperor himself. Doom was pacing in the ring but seemed to be unaffected by Mortismere's mind games and theatrics. Nonetheless, the awe intimidating form of Mortismere was several feet into the air and he had his arms stretched outward as if he was giving unholy grace to all of his loyal subjects whom of all which raised their hands with daggers in their hands. Suddenly Mortismere lowered his head and as he passed each set of Wraiths- they took their dagger and slit their own throats. It was glorious.... blood flowed like a river towards the ring for their Lord - Doom was beside herself watching Mortismere sacrificing each of his wraiths just for a show......
Lord Mortismere reached the ring... in the background was the dead subjects... each and every single one of them dead and within one inch of a second- Mortismere raised his hands above his head and each body ignited on fire!!! He then levitated up and above the ring and then landed inside.... just a few feet from Doom. Mortismere was unimpressed and had a smug glare on his face.... he was very overconfident and then with a snarl he unlocks his long flowing robe and then makes a mad dash towards the Undisputed Champion of this sport!!!!
