As Erynys went limp and unconscious, Rex finally let go. He got to a knee and reached his hand out. Ramona quickly handed him the mic which he brought up in front of his mouth as he stared down at the downed Erynys.
"Erynys. You fought well. You fought hard. You can hold it in your adorable little heart that you are walking away with a win. Rather, you would if you were the one walking out of the ring right now. You asked me what game I was playing. My game is pain and ruin. Any battle I walk away from is a victory. You won the match. You lost the game. Sleep well. We will play again."
Gently he placed the mic down on Erynys's chest before standing and moving to the ropes. The line of cultists parted and allowed him to drop down and slide out of the ring followed by Ramona. Together, they strode to the back, the long line of cultists following them and as the final one disappeared into the black, the lights changed back to normal.