Mr. Blood: Hey, British bitches. Now we all know that those sneaky german fucks somehow managed to fuck this up, making it so that our little meeting will have unwanted visitors. Now you don't worry about them boys, I know you brits ain't got the best history keeping the Germans away, but once again we got ourselves some American men to handle business. You worry about us, because we went through too much shit to chance letting you walk out of that arena come Blood Rush.
Mr. Black: Panzies either.
Mr. Blood: Damn right. See when we debuted we proved that we are the Dominant Predators of this industry by taking out not 1, not 2, but 3 other teams at once, and got nothing to show for it. We beat the former champs so badly that their mommas are still cryin on the kitchen floor, and got nothing to show for it. We destroyed every last bit of competition in ICW, and got nothin to show for it. Mark my words well, this trend stops at Blood Rush, because at Blood Rush we are taking those belts, even if we have to kill all of you to do it.
Mr. Black: Nothing Personal
Mr. Blood: Just Business.