Oswald could be seen in his one of his gyms, in a wrestling ring he had built, but he wasn't alone. Oz would be surrounded by a bunch of college age kids, hands on the apron as they watched the match go on. Oz had a fatter college kid in a side headlock, as he spoke out

"What is his choice here? Should he try to fight out by punching me in the rib? Lift me in the air with a backdrop? Samoan drop? With his size, what's the play?"

The students called out a bunch of answers, however the bigger kid would punch Oz in the ribs a couple times before lifting him up into a high angle belly to back suplex which forced him to relieve the big kid's head from the lock. Oswald sold the drop, but not longer after, he did a kip-up to his feet and smiled to the kid and spoke out

"Good job! Use my size and your size to your advantage! A normal belly to back, and I'd still have you in the lock, hell, you'd probably fall into a rear naked choke. Making me drop onto my shoulders, though? That's going to guarantee a release."

He grabbed the kid by the wrist, before raising it and gesturing to him.

"Time to leave on a happy note, kids! See you next week!"

After he said those words, the students got their things, then shuffled out of the mansion. As Oswald wiped the sweat from his forehead and face, he saw the tiny interdimensional camera and rolled his eyes.

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"We need to do this quick. I've got a shower to have, a business meeting and a family to spend time with.

So, much like my students, these two opps of mine and Hero's, they need more experience. Thankfully, yours truly, is willing to offer a lesson.

A lesson on not fucking with me. A lesson on how many ways I can break you, mentally and physically. A lesson on how to not look at any of my teammates. Because believe you me, if you so much as harm a hair on Lucky's head, I will go scorched Earth fuckers! You will wish for death, both of you, but it will not come. I will beat you into submission. Not even putting you in a hold, no. I'm talking talking you will have bruises from head to toe, not those 'aww, poor baby' kind of bruise, but you will look like you were hit by a semi going 100.

You two have already lost. You just don't fuckin' know it yet."

The video then fades to black, following a throat cut gesture.