Drako is shown arriving backstage, dressed in his street clothes which includes a very new t-shirt, his usual dragon logo across it but with the words "Drakonian Empire" across the top. As he walks, he's stopped by Michael Cole.

Cole: "Drako, I was hoping to get a few comments from you heading into Summerslam here tonight.

Drako obliges as he usually does. "Alright hit me."

Cole: "Tonight, you're facing the Butler, who after the last rankings appears to be second in line for a chance at the World Heavyweight championship. You've been on a winning streak since coming back so how are you feeling going into tonight?"

Drako smirks. "Michael Cole, let's be real. Do I look like a guy that's going to be intimidated by Cartwright's Butler? I admit, it's impressive that he's managed to rack up so many wins. Or is the rest of the roster slacking? This guy couldn't stand up to me without a stacked roster of lumberjacks while I was champion, and I still beat him. Yet somehow he's beating the rest of the roster left and right? When I lost the belt, did half of the roster lose their ability and motivation to prove themselves?"

Michael Cole can't really answer and gives a slight shrug.

"Kudos to him for getting this far, but I'm afraid this is where he finds out he's hit his peak. I'll do the kid a favor. I'm gonna take him out there and I'm gonna give the crowd a show they weren't expecting. I'm gonna go out there and take the Butler to wrestling school. I'm going to let him soak in the aura of being in the ring with one of the most dominant WWFG World Heavyweight champions of all time. Then I'm gonna drop him and pin him because I'm that damn good. I'm gonna get up and head to the back, but I won't be leaving when I'm done. Can you guess why?"

Cole: "I assume you're invested in the World Heavyweight title match here tonight."

Drako pats him on the back. "You're a lot smarter than you used to be. You're damned right I'm invested. I told you all when I came back at Wrestlemania what I was back for. I told you that I was coming for my title and I meant that. Just so happens, the champ has been preoccupied. Tonight, he steps into a structure that my family calls home, hell in a cell. Admittedly, that's my big brother's realm but I've been there a time or two myself. So whether it's Omen or Avari, just know that the Soaring Dragon is watching and waiting because at the end of tonight, one of you will have something that I want. Doesn't matter if the kid manages to survive or the big monster continues his path of destruction. I've schooled rookies and I've slain beasts. After I handle my business tonight, whichever one of you has the gold is in my crosshairs next."

Drako starts to leave, then turns back.

"Oh, but you guys have to know I'm not the only one you need to look out for. I mean, I'm just the one that's letting you know up front that I'm coming for you, face to face, man to man. You should probably be a bit more worried about who has the opportunity to get you while you're at your weakest."

With that, the Soaring Dragon heads off towards his locker room.