Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
Lord I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
"HERE IS YOUR WINNER BY TECHNICAL KNOCK OUT....EWWWWING WIIIIINTEEEERS!"
50 Cent's Many Men began again as Ewing let go of Emiko and collapsed down next to her unconscious body, huffing and puffing as the pain released from behind the floodgates of rage. Somewhere within the pain of the victor was a level of anger -- she only won this match because she managed to knock out her opponent, which while a way to win a submission match did not include the tap out she had been hoping to get...so both women, in their own right, didn't cause the other to tap but still made them submit. The ref started to call out help for Emiko, and Ewing would drag herself away from the disaster area and rolled out of the ring, falling to her knees but using the ring to keep herself set in place and not crashing to the ground. She pushed to her feet and began to trudge her way up the ramp...her mind fixated on a potential change in her mindset: there are some women out there, through various means, that are as dangerous as her, and perhaps a more difficult challenge than fighting a man. It was not a reality the Matriarch of Conclusion was ever prepared to face...but, one thing was clear to her: she settled the score with one woman, and Luca Leone was next. As 50 Cent's anthem continued, Ewing disappeared to the back with several doctors rushing by to help Emiko Sone.