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The camera would catch as Avari set up for the huge maneuver.

JR: "You don't have to do this, Avari!"

King: "He is just as crazy as Omen. He is going to get them both killed."

For the second time, Avari would be thrown down from a huge height, descending down into tables. But this time, it was through his own will and volition to do so. He wanted to prove himself, that beyond a shadow of a doubt, that he could beat Omen at his own game.

Omen has not had this happen to him, ever. Usually a dominant force in matches that last all of about 10 minutes at most, had been pushed into this fight. Pushed to his boundaries. And now is descending from the heavens and being used as something to break the fall of a person who had no business standing so long.

Within those moments that Omen fell alongside Avari. He would appreciate and recognize his foe, at least in this moment. A calm once again falling over Omen until finally.

They definitely would have to get to digging just to unearth both men. Never have they seen so much carnage in one area.

Omen would be deep in thought, moments of this match and events such as matches with people like Jarel, Erynys, other larger men who were supposed to be the apex of the game. Someone that the Freak has conquered over in circumstance or another. This match was very similar, but strangely different at the same time. These Fusions are definitely no joke.

In his barely coherent thoughts he continued to wonder. His body at all but shut down at this point, he was just able to witness the officials around him trying to resurface the man.

Avari was found, and under him was another body, obviously that of Omen. They began to keep digging and digging. Revealing both bodies, making sure both men could breathe and evaluating if there is any cause for major concern so that they could end the match and give immediate aide.

No major bleeding from any sources. No spinal fluid exiting from the nose, no other fluid that was leaking. Both men had gotten lucky with the fall injury wise, but Omen was barely conscious and Avari was basically in the very same state as Omen. But he hadn't absorbed as much of the blow. Otherwise who knows what might have happened.

Omen would continue to lie motionless in the rubble and cement, sprawled out.

JR: "Let this be over!"

King: "If Omen finds a way to kick out, I don't think this match will ever end!"

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Omen did not have the ability to lift his shoulder up or even move for that matter. Therefore, the Man of the Hour had outlasted one of the most dominating forces in F:G history in one of the longest matches in F:G history. Despite all the things Fusion had probably gone through, it must have felt sweet to overcome such an obstacle while making history.

Omen continued to thinking about the Fusion bloodline. He wanted to confront Avari again in the future. He would never admit that. But he also had something in him want to challenge the man who created Avari. A man he had never crossed paths with.

A siren began to blare nearby in the parking lot. It was obvious it was intended for both men. The gurneys began to get rolled out and both men definitely needed to be checked at this point.

But something miraculous happened, Omen, despite all of what happened. Began to force himself to his feet. He was obviously very injured and needed the medical attention, but something in him would continue to fight on. Omen, in those moments during the pinfall, must have been completely out cold. The medical professionals would hypothesize at least.

The professionals surrounding the area would tell Omen to stop moving and to let them take care of him. Omen kneeling down at this moment, looked to continue to struggle to his feet however. Both these two who combated one another were on a different level from probably everyone in this company in will power alone.

Omen, with the assistance of no one else, would power himself to his feet. He had a limp, his hand was demolished, but he still moved on. Avari had survived and thrived, and for that, deserved a rest.

Get the rest you need, because who knows when the two will cross paths once again. It might be sooner than either one thinks.