"Backlash did not quite go as planned. I intended on coming back and dominating. Showing you all the greatness that The Serpent demands but that mangy feline somehow managed to get the best of me. Now, some of you may see this as a sign of weakness. That somehow my strength and ability is diminished. That me and my Serpent are somewhat lesser because of this but no. You feeble miscreants have it all wrong. Instead, if anything, I am much more dangerous now. Because now I am angry. Angry at Cyrus for besting me, at the accursed system for existing, at myself for letting down the Serpent. My elation at returning has been turned into rage and that can only spell disaster for you all."
Kobra smacked the podium hard, causing an echo to sound in the abyss around him. He gripped the podium and seethed, glaring into the camera from under his hood. For a few moments, he just breathed hard and heavy in his rage but after a few deep breaths he started to calm down. He stood up straight and looked into the darkness beside him. Focusing back on the camera, there was still the iron determination in his eyes.
"You see, before my exile. All I would have done with his rage is track Cyrus down backstage and beat him down with a chair. I might have tore the locker room up with his limp body while I was at it but no. I am enlightened now. The Serpent commanded me to take my anger and use it productively. So I went out and found a new member of my family. A new follower of The Serpent. It helped that she was already family. My sister. Ramona Tyler."
From the dark, a woman appeared, wearing a hooded vest, crossing her arms in front of her chest and staring into the camera from under her hood. Kobra put a hand on her shoulder and she seemed to lower her head in reverence to him. Kobra looked to her and back at the camera.
"She fought me at first. She fought hard. Lost her voice in the struggle but in turn, she too saw the light of The Serpent. You see. My anger is a disaster for you all not just because in my rage I will be more tempted to tear you all apart piece by piece but because in my rage, I'm even more tempted to let The Serpent's Glorious Venom flow free and defile everybody that it touches. Let everybody see the greatness of The Serpent. The Cult of the Serpent shall grow. My sister is just the first new recruit and she's not the only one I have eyes on. Soon, we will be all over. You will know us. We will conquer. We will defile. We will destroy. Men and Women of WWF:G, you have been warned."
