As the video faded in, Major Devastation was shown in the workout room of his home in San Antonio, finishing up a set of bench presses. With the camera's positioning, you can clearly see that there was 350 lb. loaded on the bar. Once he completed the set, Major sat up and turned toward the camera while he toweled off.

"So, Jed...you fancy yourself a hunter now, do you? Frankly, I think all that looking over your shoulder has made you a little on the paranoid side. I'll tell you this now, you don't have to worry about seeing me in some dark alley...or at the supermarket...or where ever the hell kinda weird places you can think up, because I won't be there. That's not how I roll. If I'm coming after you, I'll make damn sure that you know it...and I'll make damn sure that you see me coming from a mile away. Of course, stocking up on Red Bull would probably still be a good idea, since that Asylum title you carry makes you a target for the entire Evo roster. Now, if you're still going to insist on being proactive, I've just got this to say...I'm not a hard man to find."

Devastation paused for a moment, while the camera panned over to the U.S. flag hanging on the wall. "Like these colors, I don't run. Come Saturday, I'll be waiting for you in the center of the ring, and if you still want a piece of me, then by all means, GET SOME! OORAH!!!"