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Salem was out to take down and hurt Trent, and he was doing that already but he threw a bit of caution into the wind to extend the amount of pain that Trent was already enduring. Salem would gain speed and run at Trent only to spear him through the ropes, sending both men on the outside. Finally, Trent couldn't keep his grasp and was thrown to the outside alongside Salem. Hitting his back hard on the padding on the outside. Salem would probably be feeling some pain from hitting that, but Trent would be feeling the most amount of pain, both in his back and in his neck from the landing.

Despite taking a huge fall, Trent already looked to get back to his feet. No use in crying over spilled milk and wasted time. He would have grabbed a piece of the mat that was able to be grabbed, in hopes of getting up, while he was on his back still. Feeling it for awhile until he saw something in the corner of his eyes, something that sent a shock-wave through his body, along with the sounds that came from them. He saw Salem standing tall on the rail, about to jump. All of a sudden, a sensation filled the body of the three time champion, forcing him to roll out of the way and taking the padding that covered the cement under it. This feeling would be a second wind in this case, not only avoiding a move but possibly placing permanent damage on Salem and getting back into this match that has been one-sided otherwise.

Trent had moved out of the way and would begin to show more movement, adrenaline pumping through his veins. He would begin to get to a kneel and stumble towards the guard rail once again, seeing multiple faces in the sea of voices that were being thrown out to both Trent and Salem. He would look at all the faces, and what merchandise they had, seeing mainly Copperhead fans in here. That aggravated him and made him want to hurt Salem even more, adding more pain than he is currently enduring at this moment, in a seated position holding the shoulder that made contact with the solid cement.

Trent would still be fumbling around, but he overall had gained his senses and knew exactly what he was doing, and he did something no one expected him to do. This match was a fans bring the weapons match, but they never expected The Archangel to grab out to a woman's purse and search it's contents. The woman would scream at him, calling him a monster but that's all she could do. Finally, Trent would have caught something of great value. He would have pulled his hand out slowly, revealing that the weapon he had grabbed was a pepper spray can. Nothing but bad intentions were made of what was to come next from Trent, who began to back up from the audience and slowly make his way towards Salem who was also beginning to get back to his feet.

Trent made his way to the back of Salem which was turned towards him. The Copperhead most likely trying to get back up but that fall sure seemed to hurt him more than anything else could have, besides what is to come up. Trent would have pushed Salem completely down on his stomach with his leg, squishing him against the cement while he looked at that bottle in his hand. Salem knew Trent was here now but it was too late, because he was defenseless. Trent would quit taking his time and finally begin to use this can as a weapon by replacing that foot against Salem's back with a kneel against it. Than after going down to the height of Salem, Trent would take the "head" of the Copperhead, rubbing it and caressing him before he decided to bring the can right over his temple with a vicious smack.

Trent delivered the blow with the can leaving Salem a complete mess inside his mind. He surely would be reeling in his head, so while he took the time to regain himself. Trent would have gotten off the man and began to boast to the crowd who were booing louder and louder, sending out threats to the man which would never be done. Things such as death threats to him and his family. All Trent could do was laugh yet feel displeased that he couldn't slap everyone in the front row without getting sued. He would continue to look to the crowd until he turned to Salem who most likely had time to move around.

Trent did turn and he saw Salem now on his back, looking up at Trent, unable to make the image out due to the lights that hung over both two men and the rest of the crowd. The Archangel would slowly begin to make his way towards the hurt Salem who was getting shoved around now, more than Trent was besides the early pin-fall. Which would still float around inside the head of Trent, how did he fall prey to Salem like that and lose his first fall within a matter of seconds? Trent would go to a kneel besides Salem and grab the man's throat with the free hand, looking to force the life out of him for awhile, enjoying what he was doing before he had to end it.

Salem grabbed some kind of item but Trent didn't notice, he was too busy hurting Salem with that grasp he around the man's neck, slowly but surely taking the man out of the competition, but he knew how to do that now. Time to rip the band-aid off and go for the big moment. Trent would shake the canister of pepper spray for a few seconds, enjoying the shaking, knowing this was going to burn the hell out of the man's eyes. Once the shaking was done, he would begin to yell random things at Salem, none of them comprehensible from the crowd, seeing they were trying to boo him out of the stage. Finally, Trent placed the can near his eyes, and would begin to shoot out the spray while still choking the man. The man would likely throw a fit, but that hand around the neck would suppress the man for him to be down long enough to possibly unleash the full can into the Copperheads eyes.