The Underdome's coliseum was packed by the thousands; a record turnout to Moxxi's promises to see a god in action. Erick and Gaige had arrived at the Gladiator's entrance to the coliseum. Erick was wearing the new clothes Gaige got for him: a white button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and a new belt with a red Anarchy symbol on the buckle. A weapons chest with a note on it was set near the entrance. Erick picked up the note and found it was from his grandfather.

Hey soldier; I built these tools to aid your survival on Pandora. Use them well.

Sincerely, The Colonel

Under that note was another message, this one from his father.

You know I'm not much for motivational speeches so I'll just say there is a powerful weapon for you in the second layer of the chest. Angel said you would know how to use it.

Erick didn't need any more of an invitation as he opened the chest and gazed in awe at his 'tools'. Three pistols made of polished stainless steel. The first was a modified replica of an antique S&W 500 revolver complete with a custom muzzle brake and the engraving of 'Mr. Cuddles' on the barrel to match his grandfather's sense of humor. The other two pistols were mirror images meant to be dual-wielded. They were replicas of antique Desert Eagle .50 cal. Pistols with engravings of 'Mustang' and 'Sally' on the left and right pistols respectively. With the pistols came a holster belt and a military issue polykevlar 'Dragonskin' bulletproof vest. Erick strapped his equipment on with a little help from Gaige and stocked the ammo pouches on the vest. Once that was done, he opened the second level of the chest just as the two minute warning sounded.

"I have to go." Gaige said before giving Erick a good luck kiss and heading for the elevator.

Erick turned back to the chest and saw a sword in it. It was approximately four feet long and the blade was split down the middle like a tuning fork. He knew that this was his sword, The Brother's sword and the other way he could defeat Richard. Erick picked up the sword and felt it harmonizing with his body and amplifying his power. The sword didn't come with a sheath so Erick improvised and slipped into a small strap on the back of his vest.

Two Underdome handlers greeted Erick and rushed him to his entrance.

It was showtime.