WGCFYM v. Seventh Circle

[The Number Three]

Three was caught by surprise as Brantley jumped up, allowing himself to be whipped into the barricade instead. Three's back collided with the slightly padded steel, and the impact knocked the railing loose. He slumped down for a moment groaning from the crash.  

[Tamake-Sempai]

Brad had ample time to roll away, just not a lot of distance between the barricade and the ring. Boxer pulled himself up with the apron. Everyone had damage in one way or another but The Seventh Circle seemed to have a slight advantage.  

[Phatty500]

Brad decided to fall back on one of his oldest tricks as he crawled towards the steel steps shaking his head and trying to play up just how hurt he was. However he was playing possum and would be ready to drop toe hold either opponent who approached him into the steps.  

[DankTectonics]

Summers rolled to the ring apron and pulled himself to his feet before dragging himself into the ring with the ring rope. He took a quick breather before he would attempt to get to his feet. Summers would then wait on Three in a corner, trying to keep an eye on him at all times.  

[The Number Three]

Three's back had gone numb after the impact with the barricade, so it took him longer than it should have to rise back up to his feet. He grinned up at Brantley and sprinted the two steps it took him to cover the distance to the ring. Sliding in under the bottom rope, Three would hop up to his feet quickly, trying to ready a defense should Brantley use his entrance to attack.  

[Phatty500]

Seeing that the legal men were back in the ring Brad would instead make his way back to his corner, keeping his eye on boxer in case he wasnt feeling as considerate of the ref.