As hard as one chariot can crash in to another, Aurora's nearly smashes Chain's. It slams against the wall, shattering the wooden vehicle to pieces. Aurora's while damaged from the impact, still rolls, declaring her the winner of the contest. Dr Kiebler raises his tiny arms in victory as the homeless men assigned to Chain Reaction are assisted out of the Coliseum by an emergency medical team. Chain crawls his way out.
Dr Kiebler: Oh yays! Chain's chariot was destroyed! DESTROYED! And now Aurora moves on to round three!
Question Mark: I am not seeing how it would call for a "yays", but this ended in a shorter period of time than expected...
Dr Kiebler: It is because Chain's level of suckitude finally surpassed him! Oh yays!
Meanwhile, on the outside of the Coliseum, Jay Marco snorts a line of cocaine. He leans against the stone walls, exhausted from the agony he had just been through. The blood flows from his arms, head, and nose fluently as he watches the fans pour out from the inside of the Coliseum in a riot due to them not having their money's worth.
Chain Reaction: ****... What the **** am I supposed to do now? I came to ****ing Rome with the intention of ****ing winning...
And then it comes to his mind. Removing the DVD remote control look-a-like from his pocket, he presses the main menu button. There, he finds Ray standing with his arms folded behind his back and a smirk on his face.
Ray: Well... did you have fun losing your match?
Chain Reaction: You told me that this ****ing thing would help me, you son of a bitch! What's the ****ing deal!?
Ray: Well... you did not use it the way it is intended to be used, obviously. Do not worry... I was watching the whole thing.
Chain Reaction: Well why couldn't it ****ing help me? I would have taken the War Axe if I knew this was going to ****ing happen!
Ray: Listen up, Jay. All you have to do is rewind. You rewind back to where you were, fix the situation, and go from there. Now what did you do wrong?
Chain Reaction: Nothing. I ****ing did nothing wrong.
Ray: I beg to differ. You lost the death race, did you not?
Chain Reaction: Man... so I rewind and then I end up in the same spot I was in before? What can I do to make sure that it doesn't happen again?
Ray: Trial and error, Mister Marco. Trial and error. You need to be positive that what you are doing works for you though.
Chain Reaction: Fine. Even though I think this whole situation is ****ed up, I'll follow the damn advice...
Jay presses the play button to bring him back to Rome, and then the rewind button.
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As Aurora slings the sushi at the self proclaimed King, he takes in to consideration what happened last time. So in an effort to stop this, Chain swerves his chariot towards hers. She overthrows the sushi, missing Jay Marco and his wooden vehicle as he slams in to her.
Chain Reaction: Haha, you filthy bitch! Give me all you got!
Aurora: Excuse me!?
Chain Reaction: Oh, don't think I don't ****ing know about your ugly ass marrying Aaron Wolf, you whore!
Question Mark: It would seem as if they are doing more talking than battling here, Dr Kiebler...
Dr Kiebler: No! This can not be! I DEMAND PAIN!
Question Mark: Oh, and there we go! There goes Aurora! She makes the next attack by using a left hook on Chain Reaction!
Dr Kiebler: Melee!? Unhanded melee!? This is blasphemy! I WILL DESTROY THEM! OH YAYS! DESTRUCTION!
As Aurora's fist connects with the jaw of Jay Marco, she reaches in to the back of her chariot. A bag of thumbtacks are tossed in to the chariot ran by Chain. He swats them to the side without a problem. However, it throws him off of track momentarily as he swerves to the side yet again.
Chain Reaction: That ****ing skank! Who the **** does she think she is!? I'm Chain ****ing Reaction!
Hobo John: Dang! Thumbtacks just got stuck in my arms! I am not being paid to be attacked!
Homeless T: Me anche! Non amo i chiodi di pollice!
Chain Reaction: You bitches stop talking! Mush, you mother ****ers! Mush!
On Aurora's side...
Aurora: How does he know about Aaron and I getting married?
Corpse of Anna Nicole Smith: *drags on the ground*
Samantha the Prostitute: I can't take this anymore! I need the crack fix! Normally my pimp straps me to a chair, makes me smoke crack, and then I go out on the street and prostitute. I miss my crack! I miss my pimp! T-Red! I miss you baby!
Aurora: Y'know, I kinda like you girls. Except that dead one right there... *points to Anna Nicole's corpse* So... you girls can come to my wedding if you want!
Corpse of Anna Nicole Smith: *bleeds Trimspa and drugs*
Aurora: But we need to win this and not get killed in the process if ya want to make it to the wedding! Now come on, girls! Let's do this!