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Draze would drop fast after receiving a giant headbutt into his sternum, causing him to land harshly on the mat that was below him. Draze, who was gaining the most momentum in the long run, would fall victim to a huge bump which might have cost him the match. The Freak who would shake the cobwebs out of his head after the headbutt, looked to grab Draze by the hair, pick him up with the strength he possessed, and looked to assist him into the corner.

Omen, who brought the man back to his feet for the most part, would toss the opponent inside the corner successfully. Immediately going for the offensive like a beast who had trapped his prey, keeping him in a grip he could not escape from, and delivering massive damage for the kill. Omen would place his hands on both sides of Draze, grabbing the ropes with a good grip, and bring his shoulder into Draze's stomach with a swift movement and force behind it. He did it once, then again, and again until the numbers reached into the double digits. Looking to hurt Draze to the best of his abilities.

The knee would connect with the forehead of Omen. Of course he felt, but when did stumble back slightly, he looked to continue the assault with a giant uppercut to neutralize his opponent until he was at something close to 100 percent. The crowd having a mixed reaction at the action before them, but they were a lively bunch despite the mix.

Omen, who backed his opponent up into the corner, looked to capitalize on the situation that happened. His brain was a bit rattled from the big knee sent by Draze after he attempted to go in for another shoulder thrust within the corner, only for it to bit him on the butt, or more literally, hit him in the face. Despite facing that, he looked to bring some harm to his opponent by placing his hand on the throat of Draze, pushing his palm deeper into the throat of Draze, until the air tunnel was blocked, forcing his head back to do so. Of course, the man would look to throw some kicks, but that's why he pressed his body completely against him, getting up close, looking the man in the eyes as the life in his body began to escape him from the blatant choke.

Omen would meet with multiple strikes before losing his grip on his opponent who was struggling to find offense, despite him leading the match at the beginning. Goes to show what a dominant force the Freak can be, and he hasn't even tried to finish the match yet, this is all a game, however, s**t can hit the fan quick. It would be in Draze's best intentions that he makes his offense count before Omen gets bored.

The boot would hit with succession, causing Omen to completely turn his back to his opponent, holding his jaw which would have taken the strike. After a moment of recuperating, the Freak would turn around back to his opponent who ascended the turnbuckle to the middle. Not even after a second of spotting him there, he would be down on his back, on the mat from the nasty knee that collided with his skull. The fall would let out a resounding bang, probably satisfying Draze even more knowing that he took down a beast who could make such a noise just with a big fall.

The official would drop to the mat, the crowd behind Draze and counting alongside the official. "One. Two. Three!" What? What just happened? Omen would have fallen to a mighty knee that seemed like it would have knocked him unconscious, however, through the burlap sack his eyes were open.

JR: "Lord Almighty! Draze got the win off a big knee!"

King: "No fair, JR! Omen wasn't ready, he's an unstoppable force, there is no way that should have got the win!"

JR: "Well, it did King. However, it looks like Omen isn't making any movement!"

Jim Ross was correct, because Omen wasn't making any movement. From his perspective, the vision he had was impaired, his memory was falling to shambles almost forgetting what he was doing, and he had a feeling in his throat that he had puke coming up, about to meet the surface. Draze's theme hit the PA System as he left, but it wasn't long before medical personnel would come out, coming to the aid of the fallen Freak.

After a bit of work pushing the large man towards the apron, they would lay him across a stretcher that would have been brought in. This was a sight that not many men or women could see happening. The Giant, the Freak, the Entity known as Omen would have been down for a good amount of time, until he would be taken out by medical personnel, ending this scene on a sour note.