The Last Blacksmith Posted August 1, 2019 Posted August 1, 2019 The scene opens up in an arena covered by darkness. In the center of the arena, Blacksmith is sitting cross-legged. The Italian wrestler gets up slowly, and opens his eyes pointing at the camera. TLB: Solomon Caine... TLB: I really like your confidence my friend. Yea, yea I really do... TLB: Making an interview, mocking me publicly. Really notable... Blacksmith heads for the ropes, resting his elbows on the last of the three... TLB: Also because I am the first to have a great confidence, you know... TLB: But there is something that bothered me... TLB: Do you really think to be ready for what is waiting for you at Savage Saturday? Blacksmith nods his forefinger in front of the camera and whispers.. TLB: You are not ready, my friend... TLB: You know Caine, here there is not only a victory or a loss at stake. No no no. TLB: Whether you lose or win, I will anyway detach a piece of your soul in that ring. TLB: I'll hurt your soul, and that wound won't heal until the end of your life. Blacksmith walks slowly out of the ring, and picks up a kendo stick. TLB: I introduce you a little friend... He says, smiling maliciously at the camera Then he crosses the ramp that leads to the ring, stopping on the stage. TLB: When you accepted the challenge, you didn't just accept a wrestling match. TLB: You accepted an eternal damnation... TLB: What you see as a simple challenge, will be the worst nightmare of your life. Suddenly the ring strings burn...and Blacksmith raises his arms TLB: Welcome to hell, kid. You ain't ready for this. 1
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