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Three pulled himself back up to his feet, only to catch the baseball bat in his cut, barbed wire tearing into the flesh of his abdomen. He doubled over; pinching the bat in his abs. He came close to dropping to his knees but he managed to stay on his feet. Though he wasn't in any shape to retaliate right away. The crowd was going crazy now having seen him take a hit to the gut and stay standing.

When Draze drew the bat back to swing again he would find it stuck; though only for a moment as his strength ripped the bat from his flesh before he had it held back. Bit's of black tissue was stuck on the barbs wrapped around the wooden bat. The strike that came next was beyond brutal. The bat hit on target, smashing through the horn on the right side of his head. The ceramic structure shattered under the pressure of the strike as the bat continued on to collide with the side of Three's skull. A surge of shocked cries swelled throughout the arena at the grizzly sight of a man being cracked in the skull with a bat.

The blow knocked him sideways; sending him sprawling and limp to the floor. Blood started to slowly pool under his head as he lay on the floor.

Three was motionless as Draze went in and covered him for a pin. The count started at one and his head was throbbing, ringing, and it felt like it had been split open. Shards of horn were imbedded in his flesh. Two! Three's eyes opened, a singular drive filling him... he had to; he would not let his opponent gain the lead. TH...' His shoulder came up just in time as he kicked himself over to his side.

Three rolls onto his stomach as Draze is fooling with the ladders, he took a moment to look down at his stomach, the deep gashes caused by the bat were bleeding; the side and front of his head were bleeding as well but the match was still going and he wouldn't stop. He started to push himself up to get back into the match.

Three had been waiting for Draze to build his improvised structure; it gave him the time he needed to recover from the cracks with the bat. He grabbed one of the bottles of vodka and took several swigs before setting it on the table. When Draze finished Three picked up the ring bell and charged the bigger man looking to return the favor from earlier.

Three grinned as he looked down at Draze on the ladder, an idea popped into his mind. He would try to roll Draze over right onto the ladder so that he was laying down across the length of the ladder. For good measure he would try to slam the ring bell into Draze's stomach and leave it there. Working as fast as he could he would grab a chair and try to climb the ladder before Draze roused himself.

It was hard going up the ladder with one hand, as the other was holding the chair. Blood dripped from his head with each rung he climbed. He climbed higher and higher until he reached the top, shakily he stood to his feet, and looking out to the crowd he held it up waving the chair to the fans, causing an eruption of cheers and applause! And just like that he leaped off the ladder, he would position the chair under him as he fell down towards Draze aiming to land a cross body splash on Draze and the bell.