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Quick thinking. The opponent in front of him has really learned over the four times the two have met. Truly bringing his A game.

Omen's knee would get pushed forward by the nasty stomp on the leg. Dropping the big man to both of his knees. Trying to pick himself up as his body would not respond in kind.

With good reason. And they only got louder after the big mans head was taken off with the Fusion Cutter. Dropping the big man backwards completely. Laying down, back first, on the mat. Right in the center of the ring. Prime for the taking!

ONE!
TWO!
TH~~!

What!?

Omen, in great defiance, has once more lifted hi shoulder at the last second to stay in the match. Immediately shifting to his side away from Avari. Despite Avari giving his best shot, Omen was still alive. The crowd were beside themself. What can Avari do within the confines of a normal match to keep the big man down for 3!?

This was a bad spot for the Champion. Getting locked in this move meant certain defeat. Even if the big man had no intentions to tap, he was barely able to breathe as it was. Adding a choke on top of it meant he was going to pass out. Before Avari could lock it in the hold, he looked to roll and throw his opponent to the side.

Another one! Another Fusion Cutter connected!

But this time, once Omen collapsed he began thrashing around violently. Trying to make it back to a knee but barely doing so. He had been overwhelmed and like a dying animal was using whatever he had left in the tank to try and fight back what seems like the inevitable.

He was still going to die.

Omen continued to flail around. Not standing to his feet. But upon further inspection, everyone realized that he was no longer able to stand.

That kick to the back of the leg did it's job. And his head had been caves in so many times he couldnt even reapond or have the communication to the brain to realize he couls no longer stand. Despite his best efforts in his drunken state, the big man could not find a way to get to his feet. This was his last stand and he couldn't even find a way back to his feet. Despite the desperate desire to continue fighting.

No one was sure what was to come next. But either way, both men put it all on the line and the crowd was showing their appreciation to the performers. Getting loud!

Avari closed the distance once more, slipping past the lazy defense of the champion. Slipping in and locking in the Anaconda Vise.

The crowd were on their toes. Would this truly be the end. Or would by some miracle, the Champion find his way back into the match!

To no surprise, once that lock was placed in tight, it was over.

The Freak flailed violently, but slowly that bark turned into whimpers, then silence altogether. Nothing.

"Get off! Ring the bell!"

Just like that, Omen was put to sleep and finally Avari had reclaimed not only vengeance, but his championship gold. All while showing compassion to the man who had taken the title and robbed him of many months of his career.