The show returns backstage where Alexa Bliss stood alone. She stared into the camera with her devilish smirk.

Alexa Bliss: ”Two weeks ago, I had to deal with your loud mouth ringing in my ear as I tried to get ready for my match. A match that everyone paid their hard earned money to see. I had the fight of my life two weeks ago, and it would have been a lot easier if I would have been properly warmed up, but no.

No.. I couldn’t be properly warmed up because you couldn’t keep your mouth shut.”

Alexa shook her head.

Alexa Bliss: ”Now I would have, and probably should have, smacked you down right there, but Summer Rae talked me down. And you’re lucky she did, because if I would have gotten my hands on you, there’s no way you would have advance in this tournament.

Speaking of which, how did you even manage to advance?

Did you sleep with a writer? No? Oh, I bet Wes Ikeda’s dreams finally came true, didn’t they?

Don’t tell me, it doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter how you made it this far Velvet. What matters, is the fact that your ride ends here. This little fairy tail second chance. Or is this the third? Fourth? Doesn’t matter…

Tonight, your dreams of becoming a queen gets crushed.. Not by a future Queen of the Ring. But by the future, one and only, first ever...”

Alexa paused.

Alexa Bliss: ”Goddess of the Ring.”

Alexa smirked once more as the camera cut back to ringside.