Drako is shown in the locker room prior to the match as he's getting ready. He's in his attire, except for the leather vest he would wear for his entrance, but he's already in the black pants lined with silver and his ring books, and is just slipping on his matching hand wraps with a sword embroidered on them, when Michael Cole steps into the room with a mic for an interview.

"Wow, we've entered bizarro world. What can I do for you, Michael Cole?"

Cole: "I just came in to get your thoughts on the return of WWFG for this special tournament to crown a new WWFG Champion. What prompted this return and what made you agree to it?"

Drako continues to adjust his hand wraps. "Listen, after the Last Wrestlemania, Cartwright and I made a business agreement. Or rather, Holly and I did with his blessing. So let's not ignore what happened. I defended my title in the main event against Bad Boy, I won that, and then Money in the Bank was cashed in and Kody left as the final champion. That's fine, since I bought the rights to it and held a unification match with the GWA title. You remember all that, don't you?"

Cole: "Well, yeah, that kind of left me without a job."

Drako waves that off. "Blame Cartwright and Holly for that. I didn't buy contracts and they didn't offer them. But as far as what prompted this, you'd be better asking Cartwright but in the end, I had no issue with him bring the place and the title back again. But I couldn't just let him do that without me. I intended to be the final WWFG world champion and since a new one is being crowd, I like being on top. Contrary to popular belief, I earned that spot. Tonight, I'm not here as a boss or owner. There's no business deals to be made. I'm here as a wrestler. I'm here to do what my name says. I'm Soaring to the Top of the mountain and perching myself on the throne again."

Cole: "That being said, your opponent tonight is Salem Croft, and the last time we saw you two in the ring together, it was a bit rough as you went into your title match with a nearly broken arm. Tonight, Salem seems to be all business, no tricks, and even had some positive words for you. Any response?"

Drako smirks. "Yeah, I have a response. He has some good points. There are four of us in this tournament. He's the only one to have never held a title in WWFG. I've been Deific and World champion. GBL has pretty much held everything, I'm sure Mirage held something. Salem hasn't held a title here. And it's weird, because he's good enough, right? He's got career highlights everywhere. Just hasn't won the big one here. It could be the perfect comeback story. Wouldn't you say, Cole?"

Michael Cole nods in agreement but Drako isn't done.

"See it would be perfect, but unfortunately, as nice a guy as I am, I'm not here to give Salem the perfect comeback story. Tonight, the Copperhead meets the Soaring Dragon, and with all due respect, I'm going to swoop him up and soar to the top of the mountain, to heights he's never been before. I'm going to let him see the view from the top, let him feel the wind, look down on the kingdom below, and then I'm going to kick him off the side of that mountain. And let it be known that this time, it ain't personal. This time, he's the serpent trying to rise in the path to the gold. And this Dragon loves his gold. I'm gonna give you a main event worthy show, but tonight, it's my night. I'm making my way to the finals and then onward to become a two time WWFG World champion."

Drako picks up his vest, puts it on, and heads out, leaving Michael Cole to stare after him and the camera to fade out