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Trent would see the people and Bad Boy from a whole new perspective. He would than feel all the momentum going into him, all of this adrenaline making Trent become more dangerous by the second, it was refreshing and he was ready to do something he hasn't done in a long time. Jumping off the top turnbuckle in the styling of a missile dropkick. Trent would look to take down Bad Boy with a lot of force, extending both legs while reaching out to him, jumping almost perfectly into place to hit the maneuver, but would he hit the move or could Bad Boy somehow slip out of Trent's grasp and gain the favor in this back and forth match of extremes.

Trent would hit the dropkick and afterwards have his back hit the mat, making a resounding thud. Of course it would hurt, but Bad Boy was bound to be feeling more pain than him overall, having a pair of feet meet with his skull with momentum following it. Trent would begin the journey back to his feet by getting to a kneel and edging himself over to the ropes, his back turned momentarily, knowing that Bad Boy won't be getting up anytime soon, and when he did, Trent would be on top of him like a rabid dog, ripping his fresh right off the bone and not leaving him until he is near death.

Trent stalked the man, on the opposite side of Bad Boy, glassy eyes following his movement until he finally made it to his feet. Than in an instant, Trent ran towards Bad Boy look to throw caution to the wind, and go for a cross-body to Bad Boy which, if it connected, would take both men outside the ring leading to a hard fall. Bad Boy and Trent knew each other, and they knew well enough that some risk were worth taking to take one another down.

Trent would have hit the padding on the outside hard, but he instantly got up and fell back against the barricade, using it as support to rest himself before he figured out what to do next. He would stare down at Bad Boy who is a great adversary (except for right now), and thought that there will be more high risk moves to come to put this man out of action for awhile. Trent looked to send a blunt kick to the head of Bad Boy, and shortly after enter the ring. Running on adrenaline.

Trent had planted a boot across the face of Brad than immediately entered the ring. Looking at him from the outside, Trent sized up his fallen opponent and began to back up. Waiting for the man to get to his feet and turn towards him, the crowd beginning to cheer possibly? This was something new, but it was an adrenaline boost overall.

Even though Trent has been hitting risky maneuvers this whole match, he felt like it was about to catch up with him, so he would try to keep his pace of movement down until he knew for sure that he was safe. After a few seconds of confirming his feelings, Trent would begin to run towards the ropes and look to hit a huge suicide dive on Bad Boy, projecting him against the barricade with the momentum Trent picked up throwing him against it.

Trent didn't expect this to happen, but his nose and the rest of his face would be struck inward from that blow sent by Bad Boy. Not only coming to his senses at the best time, but delivering a well put forearm into the skull of Trent which would cause him to fall inside the ropes. Hanging there like a dead body hung there. Arms extended completely out and dangling, while his legs were bent. Trent may have lost consciousness from that blow. How would Bad Boy take this opportunity, and could Trent come back at the last second?

After being struck with a forearm, Trent would be pulled on to the apron alongside Bad who was a bit risky currently, taking the time to pull dead weight on the apron. But, seeing as it was dead weight, it was time consuming and allowed Trent to regain some consciousness. Once Trent was completely pulled on the apron, he looked to get a good grasp on the ropes, to keep him on them. The Archangel also looked to add a few punches to the gut of Bad Boy while he was in a knelt position in front of the man, who had some plans on his mind.