This chapter is just to show the villian much later in the story line.
Down in the main lair of the city. Something beyond evil was beginning to arise.
"So, Slimey, the nephew of Dr. Robotnic. Do you feel powerful now. Let's see you try to push me around." Gasoline was being poured on him as Muerte pulled out a Zippo lighter.
"Please, don't. Stop! Please don't do this! For the love of god!" He was crying.
"Snively... there is no god here... only mad men." Muerte lit it and dropped it into Snively's lap as he sat in the chair his entire body lit up in flames.
"Agh... help! Someone help me! ah, ah!" Muerte stood there smiling and laughing a bit.
"Put him out." The SWATBOTs put Snively out shivering in pain as Muerte leaned in and whispered in Snively's ear. "No one tells me what to do... ever." He smiled then walked away.
"My enemies do not know what fear is until they meet me." Muerte said as he walked away out the cell door.