The event ends as a bloodied Reich is seen backstage, still covered in tacks, his gear soaked in gore and torn in places.

"I hope no one thinks I enjoyed that, because I didn't. I haven't been able to enjoy anything that I've done... anything ive had to do since this tournament started, but it's needed to be done nonetheless. I would have liked nothing more than have Trent, a man who I consider a brother standing by my side. I would like nothing more than have Bison and Mason, two men who have given me the harshest lessons and the best matches of my career standing beside me, but unfortunately a leader does not share power.

2 years ago Trent, I made a commitment, we made a commitment to build something real, something tangible, something that we could be proud of. An idea...a cause that couldn't be destroyed or subjugated. Not for money or fame, but because it was something worth doing, because it would have been something that lasted long after we were gone. Unfortunately we couldn't do it and it's been a hard for us ever since.

I look around and all I see is an endless wasteland of chaos and I can't take it anymore. And that's when I realized that to build a kingdom, blood moves the wheels of history. Pain, misery, anguish of friends and foes alike is the coin of the realm.

I've heard the whispers, I hear what's being said. That I've changed. Maybe I have, because for too long I've let my humanity rule my actions, my compassion, my empathy. And in war, those are luxuries that can't be afforded and guys like me, we are who we are and we cant pretend to be anything different.Trent, what happened to you, was not personal. Mason, Bison, what happened to you tonight was not personal. It was just business. Understand that I tried your ways, but diplomacy has failed and to bring peace, I must choose war."