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Boxer smacked Three on the shoulder so that the disoriented demon would know he had been tagged. Boxer ducked under the top rope and stood in the ring, he noticed Three's black blood running down his hand and arm. It looked ******** awesome. The red demon now had black marks dripping down his left arm. He would move towards Enhancement's corner, he couldn't stop Jed from tagging out but he would prevent any possible momentum Hiro might have in the match.

After Boxer tagged his shoulder, Three rolled out of the ring. But he didn't go down to the floor. Three leaned against and on the apron, watching the match. One hand reaching up, he pinched the gash on his nose shut, stopping the flow of blood for now. He watched Boxer advance on the ring, ready to halt Hiro's tag momentum. He saw Hiro attempting... another chop block... three wondered if that was the extent of Hiro's moveset. Surely Boxer wouldn't be taken over by such a predictable attack.

Jed laid on the ground on the outside in pain as he was probably getting to old to wrestle it would seem. Even though he was the limit of wrestling, One must know his Limits.. Jed though could argue that he is Matter.

Watching the match, Three saw Hiro charging at him from across the ring. And yet he did nothing to prevent the oncoming attack, though he did hook his arm around the top rope. Then the running elbow connected, and flung Three back... where he hung from his arm now tangled in the rope. Blood dribbled from his nose again, his pinching hand hanging limp. Then with a groan Three pulled himself back up to his feet, leaning against the ropes. He scoffed at Hiro and spoke, "You... hit like a... little girl!" And then he laughed! This wasn't really an act of toughness or anything. No, simply put; Hiro was an idiot, and every second he spent focused on Three, was one Boxer had to do whatever he pleases.

Listening to nearly nothing that Three said, almost seeming unfazed with anger, he merely muttered for Three to go ******** himself, and he turned once more to face Boxer. Boxer was on the ground apparently, and Hiro looked to stomp over to him, take a hold of his legs, and lock him in the Cuban Death Knot!

Really, it -didn't- and -shouldn't- have taken Hiro too much time at all to hit Three, say what he said, and then turned back to continue on Boxer. He did hit the chopblock, than quickly scramble and hit Three. Sure, he told him to go ******** himself, but the whole exchange only too a few seconds. Boxer really was the one who shouldn't be on his feet, but it's fine. As Boxer came charging, Hiro looked to do the man one better....A super kick out of no where to his chin!

Three shook his head. Despite the fact that Hiro had only clipped Boxer and not actually hit him with a chopblock; and despite the fact that he not only walked over, took aim, and threw a punch, not to mention that he took the time to watch Three stand back up, and insult him through laughing breaths, on top of adding his own less than witty retort; Hiro still had time to turn around, register Boxer's attack, and formulate a counter that required forward momentum and a well aimed foot. He must be the flash of the feds, either that or the puppet masters skills and intelligence are considerably lacking when compared to the puppet. Either way the predictable and poorly executed kick connected with Boxer.

Three watched for what time displacement would happen next!

Hiro, who had delivered a chop block, knocked a dude off of the apron, cursed him, and than super kicked a guy all in succession, was in shock over how awesome he truly was. This match had been going on for so long. Hiro felt it. He knew it was time to try and end it. He stood a little farther away from Boxer, and he waited for him to get up, and as he did, Hiro would attempt a Gutwrench Powerbomb!