The camera opens up to Michael Cole and Rikishi standing backstage. Rikishi has the title over his shoulder.

Michael Cole: "I'm standing here with our current world champion Rikishi as he prepares for his title defense against Kenny Omega"

Rikishi: "Let's just say the fans are in for one amazing PPV. Tonight's going to be a night to remember, after all it'll be my first title defense."

MC: "Sounds like you already see yourself coming out on top of this match. You sure you got this match locked under your belt?"

Rikishi pauses for a second.

Rikishi: "What kind of a question is that? Of course I know I have this match as a win already, my opponent is Kenny Omega, i'm not threatened by him.

Rikishi scoffs for a second.

Rikishi: "After last week's attack, I find Khali more of a threat."

MC: "Are you referring to the brutal attack delivered by Khali during the contract signing?"

Rikishi gets serious for a moment.

Rikishi: "Yeah that attack, though i'm sure Kenny Omega was the one who put Khali up to it, or even Don Callis. Either way those two don't deserve to even touch this title."

Rikishi holds tightly onto the title.

Rikishi: "I'm here to show that this title actually means something. This is the mark of a true champion, someone who shows true talent. Kenny Omega isn't fit to hold this belt, and I'll be sure to come out on top!

Rikishi begins to walk away.

Rikishi: "The only thing Omega deserves is a good ass whooping and a unforgettable Stinkface!

Rikishi slaps his butt cheeks several times in view of the camera, before it fades to black.