Belakor Posted January 23 Posted January 23 (edited) The scene opens backstage in chaos. Just after Belakor threw Mo Jae off the catwalk on Ambition 99. Medical personnel rush past, shouting directions as the faint wail of a siren echoes outside. The camera pans to Belakor leaning against a wall, his face calm but intense. He wipes away the blood from his cut with a red crusted rag, and his duffel bag rests at his feet. He glares into the camera, speaking coldly. Belakor: Mo Jae is gone. They’re loading him into that ambulance right now… like the one I warned him about. This wasn’t a win Mo, it was a statement. You walked in full of honor and pride, fighting for respect and legacy. And now? You’re leaving in pieces, your legacy bleeding out in the back of a black ambulance. Belakor steps forward, his shadow stretching across the wall. Belakor: I told you this wasn’t about winning. It was about exposing you…. I just had to squash a bug along the way. You’re not a warrior, not a hero, you’re just a fraud who thought honor could save him. Tonight, I didn’t just beat you. I dismantled you. He flexes his bloodied hands, his tone lowering. Belakor: Think about this Mo, you didn’t fail them. You failed yourself. And if you step into the ring with me again, I won’t just send you to the hospital. I’ll send you somewhere you don’t come back from. Belakor grabs his duffel bag, slings it over his shoulder, and smirks at the camera before walking off as the screen fades to black. Edited January 31 by Stacy Clark 1 1
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