Bison vs [Jay Blue Lightning]

[Daemonsparta]

Bison groaned as hia body ached from the crash. He slowly pushed himself to hua fours, using the ring apron to pull himself back up to hus feet.  

[JayLightning]

Bison back up to his feet meant it was time for a strike. A run along the apron, a drop down to aim a sliding knee into the tall man's head.=  

[Daemonsparta]

Bison skull met patella as the knee strike connected, causing him to stumble hunched over the steel ring steps.  

[JayLightning]

A solid strike, but the man wasn't fully down. With a big man stunned, he needed to use this time to pinpoint a specific target and begin wearing him down further. A few steps back on the apron, he'd push off the apron with a dive forward and aim a ropeless suicide-dive chopblock, to work on the leg of the alpha.  

[Daemonsparta]

Bison howled in pain as his leg was sent into the steel by GBLs forearm. Like a desperate wounded animal, Bison swiped at his opponent with a backhand trying to gain space  

[JayLightning]

Up on his feet and batted away, the Eclipse would back away with a hand rubbing the side of his face. So far, he had this beast right where he wanted him, yet he knew as well a wounded animal is at its most dangerous. Playing with prey was as dangerous as ever when said prey was one at the top of the food chain. For now, he’d keep his distance and admire his work with a hand composing the music in his head.  

[Daemonsparta]

Bison gripped his knee, wincing from the pain of flesh meeting steel. He grit his teeth as he pushed himself back up, turning to face the Eclipse. He beat his chest shouting "come on!!!"  

[JayLightning]

Despite any pain, the beast before him was getting fired up. Keeping control of the match and the pace was one thing, but it didn't matter too much if nothing serious was being done. How does one even charge at a monster? ... With no remorse for the consequences. Making his charge, he would run up and attempt a leaping forearm.  

[Daemonsparta]

With a mighty roar, Bison saw the charging Eclipse coming..like a bear catching a leaping salmon during spring, Bison caught GBL im the air with a thunderous swatting chop to the chest.  

[JayLightning]

Going from vertical to horizontal with a thud, the look on the Eclipse face said it all: that happened. No risk, no reward... but what reward was there in leaping at a titan that was very much conscious? A slight cough left him due to the impact of the chest hit and the impact to the floor mat. ... Regrets.  

[Daemonsparta]

Bison huffed as. He looked down at GBL. He glanced back at rhe steel ring steps. He bent down to grab his opponent, looking to pull him up and using his massive strength launch him up for a freefall drop right onto the unforgiving metal.  

[JayLightning]

Chest and gut to meet steel as he was launched and fell onto the steps and rolling down them and back to the mat. The results was a man wide-eyed and the inability to function a breath. He’d rather be slapped out of the sky again.  

[Daemonsparta]

Bison huffed. GBL was no cell wall but it still wasn't easy launching a full grown man up into the air, especially with his arm still sore. He shook the arm thay was out in the submission hold. The audience was going wild, this kind of insanity was exactly why Bison called for no count out or dq, this was wrestlemania highlight reels.

Bison stepped over GBL as he headed to an announced table, stripping it down.  

[JayLightning]

As bision stepped over, one may see waving him off and muttering about something in his pained state… basically smarting off by saying, “yeah yeah just ignore me, I’m fine,” which did let him start picking himself up. Using the same steps that tried to break some ribs? He’d get up to the third step to sit with eyes on the crowd, an odd grin about him. Crazed? This atmosphere was ideal for a lunatic.  

[Daemonsparta]

Bison finished stripping the tip of rhe announce table. Ohbyes, he was gonna put somebody through this. He turned to head back to GBL, cocking his fist back as he aimed a hard right for his head