Watching the fight, Isaac curses himself for not putting up more of a fight to keep Hayley out of the ring. [i]That's it, I'm going in! he tells Vincent,[/i] who was busy cheering Hayley on, as he weaves through the crowd.

Meanwhile, in the cage, the man pulls his fist out of the ground and looks at Hayley. "Not bad for a scrawny little bitch," he says as more stone begins to encase his body. "If only we coulda met on friendlier terms. Then, maybe we would've wound up...somewhere else." Chuckling, he then adds, "Actually, I just might take your unconscious body to that place after we're done here. I'll take you as my trophy, along with all that cash." That said, he stomps on the ground, causing the entire floor to rumble. As it shakes, he charges, fist drawn back to strike.