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Eliza's assault on his midsection gave Three the impetus to start getting up, only to avoid more easy attacks, thus setting himself up for her judgement cut. Three was rising, but was caught unaware by the strike to the back of his head sent him crashing back to the floor.

3...

The count continued as they battled outside the ring.

Eliza made it back into the ring, saving herself from the count that continued.

5!!!

The audience exploded, screaming and cheering just as Eliza rolled back into the ring. What would get them so excited? When she eventually checked, Eliza would find that Three was missing. He seemed to have vanished entirely!

6!!!!

Did he run away? How had he so quickly recovered?

7!!!!!

The count was so going, but slowing down a even the official seemed confused on what happened. Then he appeared, from her perspective, The Number Three was just suddenly there, grabbing for her arm to whip her across the ring into the far corner pads. He wasn't going to give her any space, he followed right after her, so that he could catch her with a huge splash as soon as she hit the pads.

Setting Eliza crouched, sitting on the second pad, hanging from the ropes, Three moved in. He tried to wrap his arms around the back of her neck after snaking them under her arms to grasp her in a headlock. If he captured her, Three would yank her from the corner, and throw himself backwards to plant her head into the mat with a ruinous ddt.

Three was quick to capitalize on the move. He mounted her chest, straddling her as he pulled one of her legs up for leverage, trying to use his body weight to help keep her pinned!

Three was jerked forward by the momentum of her kick out, forcing him to stagger away to reclaim his balance. He turned towards the official ready to yell at him for counting so damn slow. He stopped suddenly, slowly turning towards Eliza, realizing she was watching him. His anger with the official forgotten he spread his hands out at his sides. "Well look who has more fight in them than a sack of nickles."

Three strode towards Eliza and knelt to pull her up by her hair again. His goal was to pull her up until they were face to face, then Three would back off, raising his fists as if to challenge her to a direct fist fight. "Well, let's see what you got."

For his size Three was deceptively quick, and easily avoided the feigned left jab. He was prepared to retaliate with a tremendous right hook, but Eliza's quick thinking paid off. Her kick to his inner thigh set Three off balance, and he had to abandon the strike to keep himself from staggering away leaving him open to a follow up attack.

Eliza was speedy, and nimble. She took advantage of Three's staggered gait and managed to run up his body and catch him with a hurricanrana that launched him onto the ropes. He wasn't fully stunned however and he immediately started trying to get his feet under him to allow him to pull his weight off the middle rope. Before he managed to get away, a pair of legs came swinging out from no where and blasted him in the face!

The audience roasted their approval of the series, a fast paced match was exactly what they had wanted, and boy were they getting it. Three found himself sprawled out on his back in the center of the ring, the lights above him dancing around each other like a classical waltz.