[Avari Fusion] (C) vs Tiger Hat

[Extremist-Saint-Joey]

Tigers eyes widened as Avari's words sank in. His entire body clenched, there was nothing more he could do to avoid what was to come.

What seemed like an eternity passed as Avari charged into him, connecting his shoulder with his waist. He felt the air rush behind his ear as the rest of his body felt weightless.

Thud.  

[-Nuclear Fusion-]

The replays over that moment would be one that would play out for months, even years, to come. Those close enough to the action were able to record and/or livestream that epic moment up close and personal.

Avari speared Tiger Hat not only off the balcony but on top of, and through, a merch stand directly below. No pre-set up table, nothing that the officials in the back had expected.

Both men went crashing through that merchandise stand as shirts, hats, and championship belts went flying.

Security and officials came rushing to guard the two men (and the merch on the floor), as a cascade of wood and material lay on the two competitors.

 

[Extremist-Saint-Joey]

Tiger gently brushed a t-shirt off his chest, his opposite shoulder buried in the crumbled debris of the table. His arm quickly fell back down, barely having the energy to move a piece of fabric, let alone the rest of his frame. He lay on his back, now motionless, as the replay was displayed again and again on the titantron.  

[-Nuclear Fusion-]

The fans whipped into a frenzy almost instantly.

"Ho-ly s**t! Ho-ly s**t! Ho-ly s**t!"

Cameras moved in closer to the wreckage, as Avari Fusion rolled to the side, a grimace on his face and several cuts across his body.

He began getting to his knees, but his left arm looked a little loose, almost looking injured at a first glance.

 

[Extremist-Saint-Joey]

Tiger rolled his shoulder over, managing to push himself up to his side after a monumental effort. He was moving at a fraction of the speed of Avari, having definitely taken the brunt of the fall. Tigers were meant to stand atop mountains - it would appear they are far less dangerous once they have fallen off of them.  

[-Nuclear Fusion-]

The ref had been kind enough not to start counting both men out in the main event so far, but was imploring the World Heavyweight Champion to bring it back to the ring.

Groaning a little, Avari made his way slowly to his feet. Looking at his downed opponent, he looked to grip his neck and wrist and start pulling him up to a standing base as well.

 

[Extremist-Saint-Joey]

Tiger was grabbed by the nape and slowly brought up, his limbs flopping as he was pulled up. He started to stumble back towards the ring, almost preemptively knowing where he was going to be pulled.  

[-Nuclear Fusion-]

Avari had one thought in his mind as he dragged The Tiger King Tiger Hat towards the ring. He was aiming to get over to the announcer's table!

 

[Extremist-Saint-Joey]

Tiger humbly stumbled down the steps from whence they came, almost floating as Avari threw him back towards where they started. He tripped as they went back over the barricade, back over to the announce tables, which Tiger leaned on for a moment of respite.  

[-Nuclear Fusion-]

Avari had Tiger just where he wanted him, as they finally got over to the Spanish announcer's table. Of course, it just had to be the Spanish one.

The WHC moved everything off the top of the table, before looking to drag Tiger up with him.. he was preparing for something major, to end this match!

 

[Extremist-Saint-Joey]

Tiger coughed as Avari cleared the announce table of the screens and wires, readying it for some nefarious purpose. He had just about managed to catch his breath - albeit still in immense pain for every one taken. He still felt pins and needles in his legs as he was pulled atop the table.

In a sudden burst of adrenaline, he would flail his arm towards Avari's midsection, in a desperate attempt to turn the tide back in his favour.  

[-Nuclear Fusion-]

Avari wasn't expecting any fight back, especially after the massive bump that Tiger took just earlier into the merch stand.

So when that wild arm came in he wasn't tensed or prepared, and immediately was stopped in his tracks as the wind was ripped from his gut.

 

[Extremist-Saint-Joey]

Tiger felt electricity run through his body as his nlow connected. Every muscle in Tiger's body suddenly tensed, as if his reserve tank and just burst open, releasing all the fuel he had left inside him. He shot upright, trying to hook Avari's arms. Then, if successful, he would lift Avari up to his shoulders in a seated position, using his hooked arms as leverage, ready to bring him down; he was attempting a Tiger Bomb through the announce table!  

[-Nuclear Fusion-]

Avari was powerless in that moment to stop what Tiger was planning.. he felt his arms hooked, his body lifted in the air, and then air against his body as he was sent crashing through the table!

 

[Extremist-Saint-Joey]

Tiger stumbled as the ground underneath his feet buckled, the table collapsing into yet more debris. Their match had truly been destructive, with damage in every corner of the arena.

He fell backward, landing on his rear, in a seated position, his back leaning against the remaining announce table, with the ruins in front of him. His expression was pained as he clenched his fists, moving his tensed arms to shoulder-height in an attempt to keep his adrenaline flowing. He let out a pained roar as the referee came to once again check that the competitors were still breathing.