“El Masko was close… yes, he was. But El Masko sadly did taste the bitter taste of defeat. It tasted of chemicals and made El Masko drowsy… In fact El Masko slept for quite a while due to that medicine man. But well… That is for another time. That is not for El Masko to dwell on now. For the clock keeps on ticking and if El Masko wants to correct that wrong then he has to put himself back in position. El Masko has to focus on those around him.”
He rubs his chin.
“Si, it’s only been a few weeks but it’s been quite eventful. El Masko has met so many good knights, and nightmares. One of the nicer people El Masko has met was Miss Leona And Like El Masko she has had a falsity put upon her name. And while she is trying to move past it, El Masko knows your kind King Homewrecker. You won’t stop until she has fallen, her name in the deepest depths of despair.”
“So is El Masko a little hurt from the tournament of Metal still? Yes. I do not doubt that in the slightest. El Masko had to go through 3 matches with some off the toughest on the roster. And the average person and admittedly wiser people would look at El Masko and say ‘Please take it easy this match doesn’t mean much, you’re just going to get hurt.’ And you know what? They’d be half right. El Masko probably should slow down a little bit after the hell he went through. But El Masko, he looks at what transpired over the past couple of weeks: the words of Medico Muerte, the frankly disgusting tactics that you played against La Leona. Call it shameful pride, call it having to be the hero. There’s just something deep within El Masko that feels a great disgust to allow you to waltz through this ring without getting you lumps King Homewrecker.”
“So first show of Unmasked, get ready for a war. Not for anything between us. But just because I cannot stomach the thought of having someone like you walk in and I don’t give it all. I cannot stomach the thought of the kids watching and watching a man of debauchery like you stride through with no real pushback.”
He thumped his chest with his fist.
“Don’t get El Masko wrong, he is in great pain. But you made the grave mistake of messing with another Masqot’s honor. The one thing that you cannot repair. Their word and for that you will have to fall harder than I ever did from that ladder.”