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When Hiro kicked out, Jamie should not have been surprised. His cover was not exactly the tightest, and between the two of them, only one looked like they had gone ten rounds. Spoiler: it was not the man being pinned. Still, that did not keep Jamie from exhaling in annoyance. Briefly, he glanced toward Rosario, like a part of him wanted to blame him, but as soon as the thought entered his mind, it left.

Instead, he pushed himself to his feet, and while Hiro was still collecting himself the redneck spun on his heel and spiked the toe of his boot right between the shoulder blades of his foe. Before Hiro could even process what just happened, the snake dropped down and coiled around his body, enveloping him in the dreaded sleeper hold!

Rosario was barely back to his feet when Jamie quickly had Hiro in a sleeper. The match was hard hitting and devastating to their bodies, and this moment, well this moment could be the end. He could see Hiro attempting to fight out of it but Rosario put himself right in the action, dropping down again. He was watching Hiro's eyes, arms, body. If anything seemed to waiver well it was over, he couldn't let this man get hurt! he was his friend of course!

Jamie's crap talking was still on point, sounding like some sort of cowboy crossed with a gangster. "U-Ugack...Uh...Ugh...N-No..." Hiro locked eyes with Rosario for a moment, shocked to see some genuine concern in his stare. The Ethnic Enigma began to go the lightest hue of blue, but the horror of being close to passing out was enough to caused his legs to work harder. Eventually, Hiro managed to get on a knee, Jamie shifting keeping his coil tightened up and not allowing the fact that Hiro was standing to disturb his concentration. The Ethnic Enigma would use his hands to steady himself as he got up on his other foot, now standing but completely bent over with Jamie weighing him down something unmerciful. The fans would cheer heavily, Rosario himself surprised that Hiro was able to get this far despite all the damage put in on him. His face now purple with a mix of blood rushing and somehow a lack of oxygen, Hiro would try to reach his arms backward and take a full hand of Jamie's hair and his grip his fingers deep into his flesh to rip him off and over his head, trying to slam him down back first to the mat!

Hiro began to slurp in as much of the air as he could after being released from the hold, not collapsing after throwing Jamie but staying up as well. He was able to keep his legs under him through his classic sheer force of will as opposed to it being any sort of easy task. His face remained a bit red, mostly due to the blood still rushing up as he tried to think of quick move to pop off with so he could remain on top. The thought came to mind quickly, it was time to remain very aggressive as he looked to run at Jamie and slam into his right leg with a chopblock to the front -- it was exactly what Hiro had to do now, begin wearing down the legs.

Hiro got back up and let out a deep-scream, completely ignoring Dallas Cruz slapping the mat at ringside and shout at Jamie to look out. She was right to warn him, as Hiro followed Jamie into the corner with the fans cheering behind him, slapping him across the chest not once but TWICE with knife-edge chops that left a crackling echo in the arena to fester. Finally, the Snake would heed his manager's advice and do something to prevent further damage, throwing ups his hands on his chest to block another chop, but Hiro wasn't going up -- he was going down. The Ethnic Engima would grab Jamie's right leg and attempt to Dragon Screw him right out of the corner and to the ground! It looked like in this match, Hiro would definitely be tapping into his Japanese roots to provide a more devastating set of offensive moves that would hopefully help him defeat Jamie Bader very soon.

The fans firmly behind him, Hiro was getting his second...perhaps third wind, whichever it may be, he was being carried by momentum and excitement and everything in between. He got back up quickly after throwing Jamie away by the leg and instantly stepped up the turnbuckle, keeping his back to Bader the whole time. The fans wondered what he was doing, he wasn't one to scale the ropes often, Hiro wasn't really a high flyer. Though, there was something the fans didn't know about old man Shin-Mozas...he had been working on something in retirement while keeping his occasional training going on. Hiro got to the top rope and slowly began to stand on wobbly legs, looking out into the mass of people as flashes from cameras and an ever-building "ooooh" from the crowd serenaded the rhythm of his heartbeat pounding away. Hiro took a deep breath and leaped, looking to his a Top-Rope Moonsault on the body of Jamie Bader in ring to the shock of everyone!

Hiro's body slammed into Jamie as he bounced off of him and up into a sitting position thanks to the momentum. The crowd was in a frenzy for the high-flying move but Hiro had definitely once again knocked every ounce of air out of his lungs. It wasn't a good idea probably since he had just finally gotten enough air back in after the sleeper, but whatever man. It's wrestling, sometimes you gotta take a few risks -- especially when in the ring with a guy like Jamie Bader. Hiro gripped at his stomach and ribs, both in pain from the collision -- but it wasn't going to stop him from shoving Jamie's body flat and hooking a leg to go for the cover. Rosario got down on the ground as quickly as he could, his own agenda being to see this match come to an end already while still remaining fair -- he was more than happy for this to be the three count if Jamie didn't kick out.