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Trent began to laugh once the man broke the hold around his neck, seeing him squirm and twitch around in misery, writhing in pain. However, he did not expect him to come back so fast, while Trent kept looking in the oiled up face of Salem, his head would have been struck with an object with a lot of momentum following it before it made contact. A kendo stick was revealed and would have almost broke over the skull of Trent who's eyes slightly bulged out and stared into nothingness. Almost an instant after that kendo stick made it's mark, Trent would fall face first into the ring apron, right next to Salem who was still blinded from that mist that covered his eyes, due to Trent. That would be a major factor for Salem later, but Trent was out of the game for awhile as well.

While Salem got support from the fans, Trent was on his own, attempting to get back to his feet despite the nasty crack to the skull he would have met. He would begin to feel a migraine come his way, but despite the pain occupying his head, Trent would continue to fight to his feet. He would grab the ring skirt and use the strength he possessed to pull himself back to his feet, slowly after doing that he looked to enter the ring by just barely rolling in. Salem did quite the amount of damage with that quick crack and everything before that which followed up to the event, but he would soon begin to feel pain once again, in a much larger wave.

While Salem was stacking a pile of garbage the fans were giving him, Trent would have gotten to the ropes and slowly back to his feet on wobbly legs. He looked to the outside of the ring where Salem would begin the search under the ring, completely oblivious of the Archangels position, seeing he was intent on putting up a dangerous spot for himself. Trent would begin to feel his feet and head again and was on his own two feet without the support of the ropes, finally once the man set the table against the barricade, he knew what he had to do, looking to run full speed at the ropes Salem was on the outside of, and do a suicide dive pushing the Copperhead right into the barbed wire table, with a lot of momentum following it.

Trent should have known better than to trust the crowd who have turned their back on him since the get-go. Trent found himself hovering in the air at no target, but just right at the object Salem left there, which he was supposed to meet with. Instead, Trent met with it face and arms first. The barbed wire making their way through his skin and making cuts on impact, seeing the momentum and velocity he had when going through the air, it should be any second before Trent is a complete bloody mess because of his own stupid mistake. The board would have slightly broke on impact as well, leaving Trent in a mess of items and objects of the crowds waste. Salem surely had the favor in this match, and everything Trent said at the beginning of the match was being questioned in his own head.

Trent would have destroyed himself, blood beginning to seep through the skin of his forehead and both arms with the crowd loving it. If it were Salem as a bloody mess, the reaction would be entirely different, which is what Trent doesn't understand. Maybe the crowd is a source of power, after all they did just save Salem's skin literally. Trent would begin to be picked up, with full dead weight making it hard for Salem to drag him along, but he would end up doing so and throwing Trent slightly inside the ring. The crowd completely behind the Copperhead.

Trent would have his shoulders pressed against the mat with the official jumping in and counting the seconds the man was down.

One!
Two
Thr-!!!

Trent would have lifted his shoulder with a lot of force, not scared to kick out seeing he has everything to prove in this match. Salem already has a lot on his side, he doesn't need this win, but Trent does.

Trent would have tried to get his mind back together, seeing he was inflicting injury upon himself and now being put in a submission hold which began to constrict the air out of him within an instant. Trent began to panic and fade while the crowd would cheer for the Copperhead with full heart intent. Trent would begin to slowly lift himself up, but he had all of Salem's weight on him which was hard. Suddenly he fell completely down with Salem still around his neck like a snake, choking the life out of him so he can afterwards digest his prey. The Copperhead must have felt that he had the win on his side and everyone else did also. The official would begin to approach and see if the man was still conscious by raising his hand and letting go, if the count were to reach five the match would be over. The official raised it once, the crowd breathing hard in anxiousness as it fell, same goes for the second and the third. For the fourth, it would be dropped again and the crowd would be cheering, knowing it was over but a sign of life showed in the Archangel. Not only did he keep his hand up, he wrapped his arms around Salem and began to instantly lift him up as if it were an easy task. With blood flowing down his face, Trent was fired up and looked to stand completely to his feet and run the man into the corner with full speed, keeping his grasp on him.