Jarel is shown simply sitting outside on a simple folding chair. His duffel bag is at his feet and he's taping his hands. He doesn't look up as the camera man enters, he simply begins to speak.

"Tonight is the first ever PPV of BBW, the only federation I truly call home right now. This odd federation is where I have chosen to be an active competitor. It is new, its exciting, and tonight, I am in the main event. Just to make things more interesting, I have no idea who I'm facing."

Jarel pauses as he finishes taping his left hand, then begins on the right.

"Since I've arrived here, I have dominated as I always do. Draze was defeated in a steel cage match. Jack Arson was decimated in a falls count anywhere match that he requested. Both of these men like to think they're tough. I certainly showed them the error in their line of thought, despite the delusions that they hold onto after all is said and done. Now, tonight is a cool fall night. All Hallow's Eve approaches. But tonight, I'm here to continue to live a dream."

Jarel finishes taping his right hand and reaches into his back for his gloves, still not looking into the camera.

"Many people in this business have forgotten that this was supposed to be our dream. This is what we're supposed to enjoy. We should live and breathe this business. Too many have gotten caught up in the personas they have created. Calling themselves all sorts of fancy terms to the point that they forget they are merely mortal men and women. So many have allowed fame to go to their heads. They come into promotions and tell the owner what they're going to do and expect them to just go along. I must say, I applaud Matt Shanahan for what he's begun here. I was not handed this main event spot off my name alone. He made me earn it."

Jarel puts his gloves on and finally looks up into the camera.

"So many would come here tonight and insist on a trailer just like the boss's office or bigger. They feel they're too good to get dressed like regular guys. Me, I like the outdoors. I like the fresh air. This is a time to prepare oneself mentally, and the Dragon needs no cage to do so. Tonight, my goal is simple. It's cool outside but when I step into the ring with whoever my opponent is, it's going to feel like July. The flames of the Dragon will light up the ring and the arena on my way to standing high at the top of the BBW mountain. Whoever my opponent is tonight, look closely at what I did to Draze and Jack Arson. Understand well what you're in for. When you enter the Dragon's Den, you will get burned. By the end of the night, you won't feel the outside temperature. You'll feel the flames of hell, straight from the mouth of the Dragon, burning away your hopes and dreams of reigning at the top of BBW."

Jarel stands up and walks off, clearly headed towards the ring for his match