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As his foot came back in contact with the ground, Shanahan couldn't help but stumble for a moment to catch himself; there was a first time for everything! The crowd's roar of approval was all The Black Star needed to assure that his foot met it's mark. "That's more like it..." He muttered as he began to step forward once more... If his feet happened to tap against Chrono's body, he would immediately fall down to smash his knees into... Whatever body part he came in contact with!

The neck was where the knee landed! Yes, a fatal blow! The crowd was beginning to get behind The Black Star fully, but they weren't his focus. No, his focus was the man he just fell on top of.

Matt quickly got off of the man's throat and attempted to mount himself on the man's torso instead. If he could, he'd attempted to start raining down some blows onto the man's masked face! All the fury he had been building during the repeated assaults was about to be unleashed!

The flurry of blows was seemingly endless; the referees were even considering having to break it up! But Shanahan finally rolled off of Ivan and climbed to his feet. Once on his feet, he let out an adrenaline driven roar followed by smacking the mat with his hands.

Four fingers extended in the air to signal the trademark move that had rarely been seen in years. But would Ivan get up? Could The Black Star manage to grab hold of the man while blindfolded? All these questions and more will be answered in the post below!

"Should've stopped it for him..." Shanahan whispered to himself their voices echoed around him. He felt the mat shake as Chrono began to push himself to his knees. That was enough of a signal for him.

The Black Star stepped forward, his hands grabbing at for what he hoped to be Ivan's direction. If he found him, he'd pull him into a vertical lift across his chest and attempt to spin Poison Ivan around and smash his back onto his knees; he was going for The Chapter Four!

That was his moment, the moment he had been waiting for years to do. Not just to land his renown finisher, but land it on -the- legend of the industry. His brother, Chrono. All the flashing lights in the arena, all the screaming fans, all the accolades, all the tweets, even the Evolution Championship... None of them truly mattered to The Black Star in this moment. This moment was his ascension back where he truly belonged.

As Matt hopped back up to his feet and ripped the blindfold off of his eyes, he let out another roar that shook the arena. The fans were astounded that Matt could be brutally destroyed the entire match, then turn the tides so quickly without even opening an eye. But to him, that's what he needed. "That's how you ********' do it!" Shanahan shouted, mainly at himself. His eyes turned to stare at Yukari Clepsydra at the ramp, the smirk everyone knew for spreading across his lips; in that moment, there was no God of Punks or Black Star. There was only Matt Shanahan.

Matt quickly whipped around to stare at The Peculiar One, before turning his gaze to stare at the Evolution Championship that had been discarded to the side of the ring in the middle of their battle. To win the match... Or to push it all to the limits...

Shanahan soon found himself walking over to wear the cane laid within the ring, giving it a rough kick to the outside. Half of this Poison Ivan was disposed of, so to speak. Now... For the rest. "Did I break your back, brother? Or just your spirit?" Matt called out as he moved to stand near the center of the ring, eyes locked onto Ivan.

"... Just another version of you to break, Brother." Matt muttered as Chrono began to pull the mask out from under the ring. Even still, he wasn't about to let Chrono just put it on all. No, this time, he was going to at least try to prevent it. His muscles gave a sudden surge of strength as he sprinted forward towards the ropes, dropping down to the mat as he came close to the cords... Yes, the baseball bat wielding God was going for a rare baseball slide into Chrono's face! He was full of surprises tonight; he was giving it his all.

Once again, Shanahan found himself trapped between the apron and ring from his attempt at a baseball slide. He was sure it would've worked that time. Before he knew what was happening, the remains of his shattered weapon was being used against him; the broken baseball bat smacked hard against his injured shoulder, almost causing him to collapse in pain. A howl of agony erupted from within his lungs, but he wasn't going to give in just yet!

With a roar of defiance, his good arm swung forward, attempting a brutal haymaker to the side of Chrono's head!