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Post by Omega Satyros on Aug 23, 2023 19:41:52 GMT -5
LeRay: Omega keeps the pressure on Arizona with a flurry of kicks. The match is coming down to the wire, both men having put their all into this one. Both of them have shed blood in this ring tonight.
Beeman: Thank god this is the last match. No one wants to sit through a full canvas change. Either way, looks like Arizona's not done yet. He overpowers that punk Omega. He's got Omega by the leg and locks in the Texas Cloverleaf. Omega's gotta be out of this now.
LeRay: Omega's fading, the ref lifts his arm, And he keeps going! He manages to get to the ropes. Arizona has to break the hold. The veteran picks Omega up and throws him back first into the exposed metal bolt in the corner. He's running for a corner lariat but Omega ducks out of the way. He heads chest first into the bolt again, worsening the gash he got towards the start of this match. Omega keeps him in the corner, mustering what strength he has left to heave Arizona up to the top rope. Omega climbs up the ropes himself. Omega drags Arizona to his feet on top of the ropes as he balanced on the ring post. He turns around and nails an elevated Exodus of Helios!
Beeman: What kind of bonkers move was that?!
LeRay: The youngblood drags Arizona back up to his feet in the middle of the ring. He wants one last bit of insurance before trying to finish this match, hitting Arizona with second Exodus of Helios. He goes for the pin. 1! 2! and 3! Omega wins!
Tasha West raises Omega's hand in victory before he helps Arizona to his feet, being handed a mic by Rod C.
Omega: Arizona, you took me to my breaking point here tonight. You gave me everything I could take. There were points where it was nothing but adrenaline fueling me to break the pins. I may have gotten the win, but we both share the crimson mask tonight. A mark of a hellacious trip through Tartarus and back. If anyone had any doubts if you could still go, they're all silenced now.
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