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The demonic lumberjacks weren't nearly as tough as the real deal. Drako found it easy enough to beat the mass back even as their presence forced him back into the ring. They swarmed the apron, slapping the mat and shouting insults up at Drako.

The taunting had no effect as Drako launched a superkick at Three's jaw. The demon of the ring was a frightful opponent, with reflexes like a mongoose and strength like an aurochs, The Number Three caught Drako's foot by the ankle, stopping the kick dead in it's tracks.

Three would attempt to yank Drako's leg past himself to put his smaller opponent off balance, while surging forward to catch him with a lariat.

Three stood over the dazed Drako. He threw his hands up to incite the audience, building a celebration to his clear dominance. He knelt down over Drako and grabbed him by the back of his head. He leaned in close and spoke in a raspy voice. "What's it gonna be Dragon? Pin, or submission?" He didn't wait for an answer, Three stood back up, and attempted to pull Drako up by his hair and his trunks so that Three could attempt to run him out of the ring and throw him back to the lumberjacks through the middle and top ropes.

Three's lumberjack doppelgangers stood menacingly just behind Drako, fists smacking into their open palms. They called up to him in the same raspy voice, "What's it gonna be?"

Three was not the kind of Demon to give up on his plans because they didn't go exactly as expected. He took a step back before grabbing the top rope, and sticking his leg out over the middle rope. He wasn't aiming a kick, but rather trying to plant his foot against Drako, while he was pulling himself up, to try and shove him the rest of the way off of the apron.

Three was in the process of shoving Drako off the apron when his smaller opponent popped up and punched him square in the gob. He wasn't expecting Drako to pull directly into an assault when he was facing being knocked into the sea of bodies.

To make matters worse, Three's leg was draped over the middle rope, so when he staggered back his leg was caught sending him toppling backwards to the mat. Drako had bought himself a moment of respite, but, could he capitalize on that moment?

The group of doppelgangers were not expecting to be attacked, they had grouped up in hopes of dog piling Drako when he got knocked out of the ring. So when the Soaring Dragon leaped off the top rope only to come flying down at them; they were each one, too the last Three, caught unaware. He crashed into the mass of bodies like a comet!

Holy s**t! Hell Yeah! Holy s**t!
Hell Yeah! Holy s**t! Hell Yeah!

The audience exploded, they loved the carnage. This was quickly turning into an exciting match. Upon noticing that a follow up attack wasn't coming, The Number Three hopped to his feet. He climbed the ropes to perch on the closest turnbuckle, and spotting Drako laying on a writhing pile of luscious bodies, did the only sensible thing. He leapt from the perch throwing himself at Drako with his elbow leading the charge. Three was going to deliver his Hellbow Drop to the pile of flesh. This was sure to delight the fans, especially those closest to the out of ring action.

Three's diving elbow drop connected, even with a half a dozen bodies to cushion the impact it was still a tremendous thud. He rolled away from Drako and his lumberjacks, crawling towards the ring to use the apron as a means of pulling himself back up. He was already getting to his feet by the time The other half dozen lumberjacks made it to the other side of the ring. Three directed them towards Drako before he rolled himself up under the ropes.

His minions all turned on Drako and their fellow lumberjacks. Hands reached out to grab Drako and drag him up and towards the ring where Three would be waiting to go for a pin.

Three rolled off Drako once he'd kicked out. Furious at how close he had come to securing the victory. He pulled himself up to his feet and turned back to Drako. "Ok, so you don't want to be pinned." Three shrugged, bent down, and grinned at Drako. "That's OK, it'll be more fun making you submit." He reached down to grab Drako's cheeks, he would squeeze to force Drako to purse his lips, "This is gonna be real fuuuun."