Sitting backstage Untamed Lion Prepared for his King of the Canvas match. Without looking up at the camera, he spoke as he carefully wrapped his wrists in athletic tape. "It's taken a long time, but finally I think I can say there's finally some life in this promotion." He clenched his hand a few times after finishing his left wrist. "Legends left and right come crawling out of woodworks to make their grand return to the pro wrestling business." The Lion smiled as he shook his head. "I never left it."
"So many are looking to win that King of the Canvas tournament. Well, the Lion is King of the Beasts and I've built my kingdom through blood, sweat, and the broken bodies of my opponents." Cyrus stood up, picking up the Power championship belt that sat at his side. "I claimed my title a long time ago because I knew none had the Power to take from me." Slinging the belt over his shoulder, he grabbed his steel chair and looked to the camera one last time. "I'm the one that sits at the top of the food chain... and I'm still hungry."
