Both of the combatants lay in a heap. Optimum's vision was hazy but the fire inside of him continued to burn. Slowly, Optimum pulled himself to his feet, at first getting himself up to one knee, then bringing himself up to a vertical stand. He clenched at his lower back feeling the effects from the powerbomb by Killburn. No sooner than his hand touched his back he felt a massive forearm club crash down on his upper shoulders by the mountainous demon. Killburn slammed down on Optimum with a double axe handle that sent him back down to his knees. With a sneer the gigantic demon scooped Optimum up and threw him backwards with a vicious fallaway slam that sent the self proclaimed Savior of the squared circle crashing down to the concrete and sending steel chairs and even some fans who didn't have the speed to get the hell out of the way in time! Chairs flew, the bodies of fans flew, and Optimum's body flew!
Sensing victory, the demon Killburn made his way over to a pile of steel chairs that Optimum lay in a heap. Grinning, he slung the chairs piled up on top of his enemy one by one only to get the final chair that was on top of Optimum and have it punched backwards into his noses, catching him completely off guard! The sound of steel against flesh and bone echoed throughout the air as the crowd started to erupt sensing this battle begin to heat up again. Optimum knew that had brought him some time. During his time overseas his primary goal was to become the best and strongest striker in the world, PERIOD. For hours and hours he would pratice strikes against walls, cinder blocks, etc. That training is what made even the most simple punch or kick that much more deadly. Killburn was finding this out at this very moment. That "Chair Punch" sent the demon down with one hit. It would not keep him down but it certainly drew blood as he felt blood begin to run down his face from his nose, that felt as if it had been caved in.
The demon, now angry, in pain, and slightly humilated at being gotten by the age old "playing possum strategy" rose in a rage, wildly swinging at and roaring. When his vision cleared and he looked at where Optimum was once laying there was not anything there but a heap of steel chairs. Then...he felt a tap on the shoulders. He grit his teeth knowing full well who it was. Immediately he turned and charged with a full force spear...BUT it wasn't Optimum he speared it was one of Killburn's own fans! Instantly the demon took the, rather "large", female fan down to the ground and silence came across the crowd as they back away from the demon as he picked himself up from spearing the middle aged female fan with his eyes widened with shock.
"Is this your idea of fan appreciate, demon?" a voice called out to him.
Before he could turn to see Optimum in back of him he was chopped down with yet another VICIOUS chop block that sent him tumbling down to one knee with a loud yell of pain. With the demon on one knee, Optimum wasted no time in running in the opposite direction of Killburn only to CHARGE forward with a Ole' Kick ala Samoa Joe that sent Killburn flying back over the guard rail and back into the ring side area! Optimum climbed the barrier seperating them from the fans and went to continue his attack on Killburn only to have himself pulled back his belt so that he goes down face first into the steel stairs that the demon was sitting down, semi-conscious in front of. Now Optimum was bleeding from the forehead due to landing on the edge of the steel stairs.
As the crowd began to chant for their favorite, Killburn managed to slowly slither into the ring. Optimum, slowly, pulled himself up to the ring apron on the opposite side of Killburn only to be hoisted up then SLAMMED DOWN into the ring with a huge CHOKE SLAM that seemed to cause the ring and ring ropes to shake!
Killburn went for the pin and hooked the leg. 1.........2.........th-KICKOUT!
Killburn leaned up from the downed Optimum to curse at the referee. Getting back up to a vertical basis he began to stomp down viciously on various body parts of his opponent. First the the ankle, then the knee, then the elbow....but when he finally went to attempt to crush the skull of Optimum with a sound stomp it was blocked and countered with a firm HEADBUTT TO THE LOWER EXTREMITIES!
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!, " the crowd exclaimed in unison!
Killburn, with his expresson blank with a pain unimaginable, Optimum grinned at knowing even demons could experience the same kind of pain a normal human being could and thoroughly enjoyed reminding Killburn of that fact. In a moment of sheer inhuman strength, Optimum HOISTED the EIGHT FOOT DEMON over his shoulders with his head lowered and the demon held in a military press position, then within seconds firmly LIFTED Killburn over his HEAD with a loud roar of strength and held the demon there for good measure before LAUNCHING him into the air and catching him to execute a MONSTROUS FIREMAN'S CARRY FACEBUSTER that caused where the demon to CRASH down to IMPLODE the actual ring mat!!!
Killburn was sucked into the deep, dark, black hole that his own body created as it plummeted from the air at the hands of Optimum! After executing the move Optimum collapsed and rolled out onto the ring apron, his body hanging halfway in and halfway out of the ring.
The familar too lewd words that wrestling fans across the globe chanted whenever something that couldn't be described in words happened became the soundtrack for the crowd in attendance....