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Jill Wagner: "We now have exclusive access to Quan's dressing room to gets some answers about the mysterious events at the close of last season."
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~Jill enters Quans dressing room. Quan is just getting up from a massage table and sits down on the elaborate rug on the floor. He has a short towel rapped around his waist and as Quan moves to sit down the camera pans away from him to Jill who had a wide eyed look on her face~
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Jill Wagner (regaining composure): "Quan, last season ended with your second attempt at the heavyweight title stopped again by the might of Paul "Playboy" Andrews."
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Quan: "Yes Jill, but the sun does not only rise once. Every day there are new opportunities to progress."
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Jill Wagner: "The end of that match saw a mysterious voice accusing you of heinous crimes. Grave robbing, raising the dead, essentially selling your soul. Why were you accused of these things?"
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Quan: "It is all a matter of perspective. Imagine you find someone crawling through the desert. They are near death, unable to help themselves. Yet you give them some shade, bring water to their lips and wash the sand from their eyes. When power returns to their body, do you claim to be a wizard? Or have power over the dead? Or are you just a kind passer-by?"
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Jill Wagner: "The voice threatening those in XFW during last seasons PPV seemed not to misunderstand."
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Quan: "Look at me" *Quan slaps his body, flexing his muscles* "My soul is very much intact. If anyone wants a piece of me, either from this world, or the next, let them come and get it. You cannot threaten a man free from fear. Perhaps you should talk to Jack Power, there is a man with a loose grip on reality."
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Jill Wagner: "Thank you Quan."
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