3lla: "Well, its been a busy week thus far but, tha 3lla is ready to get some action here tonight. Last week on Firefights! I secured my first victory and an opportunity to fight for the NEW North American Championship later this month at Lord of the Rings. Some would say that I didn't do anything to deserve that shot, and I admit, the victory I recieved was a bit tainted. That wasn't exactly how I had hoped to win, but in wrestling you have to be prepared to take advantage of any situation that may arrise. The first thing I learned is not to get destracted by anything that is going on. From bell to bell your consentration is the only thing that will get you through. I'm sure that James Oswald and the others in that match last week will be going up against me sometime again in the future so I'm not really too worried about whether they feel cheated or not. The best man won even if I did shorten the match a little to go ahead and get there.
"Tonight there are more pressing matters though, namely Tseng. A man who has claimed that he is being 'held back' by Old Man Reeves yet still stays so close up OMR's @$$ that he can tell you what color drawls he's wearing any day of the week. Tseng, let me let you in on a little secret, noone is holding you back. You don't get 'jobbed' to people, you don't 'put young talent over' you get your pansy little behind handed to you on a regular basis. That's the truth of it. It amazes me that OMR would put together a group of 'elite wrestlers' in the Powers that Be and then let you and the rest of the Turk Protection Agency have your names anywhere near it. Tseng, tonight I intend on making you the first to feel the pain of the 3ll Seeker. But, I'm sure you won't feel bad 'putting me over' after all, that's all you're good for isn't it?"
Jackson Kelly drops the mic as "What's My Name?" starts back up and the crowd pops.
