((Ending))
Dion let go of the hold, watching as Rick clutched for his leg. Dion had successfully delivered enough damage there that he could've easily won the match, but he chose instead to give Rick a sporting chance.
Dion helped Rick to his feet, but Rick delivered a jawbreaker, sending Dion to the mat, clutching at his jaw. Rick limped over, moving to lock in the Crossface. With an already sore jaw, Dion knew he wouldn't have much longer. He stuck it out through the pain as much as he could, but Rick was determined to snap something in Dion's jaw or neck, or worse. Rick shouted in his ear, "I'MA MAKE YOU TAP, b***h!"
That was enough to get him going again.
Using his might, Dion forced his trapped arm out, and lashed out with his elbow to Muhammad's face. Stunned, Rick let go of the hold, Dion turning his neck and rubbing his jaw. Dion and Rick were both slow to get to their feet. Dion lashed out with a right. Rick followed with a right. Dion then went with a left. Rick, again, went with a right. They traded punches back and forth until Dion countered a punch with an STO Backbreaker. Rick was more or less out...but Dion had one more blow to strike. He brought Rick to his feet, kicked him in the solar plexes to double him over, and planted a glorious Infinitum Bomb on the loudmouth. Dion quickly went for the pin.
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The match was over!
"Here is your winner: DION NECURAT!!"
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