Congratu-fuckin'-lations!

While I was busy saving the XWF against Team Valor...

You were seeking valor for yourself.

How disgusting.

And then, when I was trying to fight a handicap match in the main event of Night 3....

You were nowhere to be found.

I could've used your help, Centurion...

If you really cared about The Corporation.

But alas, you've already made your choice.

The Nickleman stares down centurion in a random Subway sandwich shop, somewhere in Centurion's hometown. The Nickleman grabs a freshly prepared pumpkin spice latte, and throws it in Centurion's face! Then, The Nickleman rolls him up for a pin!

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2!!



3?????????