Then what is that metal fork doing sticking in between your ribs hun?
The Succubus felt the tension in between her knee. It was as if two beasts were tied to the ligament and ran off in opposite directions. Gideon's teeth clinched letting his nasal blood mingle with his animal rage. The taste was salty and welcome as he sent the mixture flying out of his mouth. Chyna was coming over now, but this move would have things well in hand, or the demon would lose a limb either way he would show her. He would show Synn just what pain is!
Chyna's finger wagged at Gideon and uttered the beginning of a breaking count. Gideon kept the lock in tight as Synn writhed and persisted in rolling her body to an attempt to try and escape. At four Gideon snapped the hold free by slamming Synn's limb hard on the apron. Then reeling back he charged and connected striking the tip of the joint with a cold kick.
The jolt sent Synn into an instinctual crawl to the safety of the canvas, clawing and pulling her way out of the turn buckle area. The leg was shot. If she tried to get up now it would surely collapse on her. Synn clawed at the numb feeling and felt a painful spark. Cutting into her leg slightly her eyes tore open and fixed on Gideon making his way to the ropes. Closer now, the demoness made a vault for Gideon ducking a swinging punch and latching onto the warrior's midsection. There, she butted him once in the stomach and slashed at his right thigh turning him toward the ring. Hopping up to a vertical stance, Synn gripped Gideon, and suplexed him into the ring, covering him but then propping her feet up on the second rope!
Chyna failed to see it, as she counted the pin. One! Two! Three! Gideon shot out of the pin and knocked Synn's legs into a sprawl between the second and third ropes! But the damage was done, Synn's hand was raised by the official! Synn blew Gideon a Kiss and then slid out of the ring, taking only a few steps before she dropped to the floor. Gideon scowled and stood his head still bleeding from the nose, slapping his hands at Chyna, claiming Synn had indeed cheated! Chyna shook her head and shrugged her shoulders, pointing at her striped chest. The aches took to him as he gathered his sides and hung his head down watching a drip of his own blood touch the mat and splatter, like a stroke of Jackson Pollock.
No, not this way. Just stand and be the one walking away. With that Gideon brought his head up and acknowleged the crowd. In turn they applauded him as he stepped outside the ropes to the floor. As he walked past the immobile Synn, he could hear them calling his name. They knew who really won that match.
" This isn't over Demon. I know what you can do, and now you have no power over me, next we meet I will end you."
Gideon smiled and walked to the backstage area an entire arena Chanting his name. Synn clinched her fist as the stretcher came into sight. She had no idea the bitch had such weak knees. At least Gideon was right about one thing, this was far from over.
Gabriel Sands held a bloody ice pack to his temple as he caught sight of Gideon walking backstage. Perhaps there still was a bit of a rightous man left in Gideon, but most likely Envy and Pride stained his motivations tonight. Purification was still neccessary, and at Last Rites there would be no confusion, no quarter, nothing but the fist of God smashing that tainted mouth.