Heart & Soul Wrestling Chapter 11: Innuendo: Korra vs Pyrrha Nikos, a X-overs + Wrestling Crossover fanfic

"This next contest is a No Holds Barred Match…Scheduled For One Fall With No Time Limit… Your referee in charge, Mamoru Unno!" Holo announces.

The live feed of the pay-per-view fades gradually to a wide crane shot pulling back from the ring. The vast array of fans on the makeshift floor can be full admired, made miniature by the massive IMAX screen that makes up the center of the entry way. The curved square of screens for providing the cheap seaters a close-up view of in ring action currently showcases the faces of the Invincible Girl and the Judas Avatar. Anticipation is building, as nobody seems in a rush to make their entrance. A small cluster can be faintly heard chanting for Pyrrha.

The Lights Go Dark!

20,000 People Go Mental…

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The house light burst open, cutting into every crevasse in the arena. Sounds like the 80s just rolled in; the synth anthem of "Rock Out" produced by Jimmy Hart for a certain colorful big hair tag team. The IMAX screen bursts with streams of Red & Green flanking blue, the two sidetrons display the name FIRE FERRETS. The crowd pops over something in the crowd. A zoom in reveals three people dressed in red pro-bending gear. They stand by one of the exits carved into the walls, all posing stylistically for the three nations they hail from. No way of telling their identity, their visors are tinted. The camera continually zooms in on the one with the blue strip and distinguishable ponytail….

LIGHTS OUT

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["ONE OF A KIND!"]

The Arena's insides are drenched by a flurry of blue & white strobes. The sounds of the iconic theme by Breaking Point blasts through the speakers, the acoustics of the building being given a punch to the gut. With it comes nostalgia for some older in the ground. The IMAX screen has a empty white circle consuming its center. A gnarly strand of barbed wire is feed inside of the circle, creating the familiar waves of the Southern Water Tribe crest. The camera fades into a zoom of somewhere high in the permanent upper seating. Someone is standing at the mouth of one of the entry portals, their back turned to the audience. Their waist is encircled by a pair of fur belts, their extended bicep bound by some sort of water tribe bracelet. A kendo stick is raised high above their head….

LIGHTS OUT…

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["I DON'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT MY REPUTATION!"]

Before being synonymous with a certain MMA Fighter turned wrestler, this tune ushered a 2-time World Champion to the ring. The lights are pulsating from green to blue to white, the screen is displaying a sandy green background. In blue and silver the words "Hardcore Avatar" are revealed on the IMAX screen. A woman dressed in a dusty green sleeveless shirt stands on the very end of the slick black ramp. Their face is masked by their bob cut black hair and taped fists. The visage of the woman who once took great pride in pinning a certain 10 year old self proclaimed goddess…

LIGHTS OUT…

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["I'm become, I'm become, I'm becoming"]

A hush vocalist who sounds like someone who would be called the Best In The World whistles through the speakers of the still black arena…

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THE GUITAR SHREDS IN SYNC WITH TWO ROWS OF PYRO EXPLODING!

The sidetrons are the first back on. They alternate sharply between the twin messages of "JUDAS AVATAR" and "DEAL WITH IT" in pink & black. A message of "BALANCE" slides diagonally across them before repeating the not so subliminal messaging.

A selection of lights that hang low to the plane of the stage being to alternate between pink & white, the main lights over the crowd remain darkened. This only draws everyone attention to the quick pulsing of the strobes on stage in sync with the opening few moments. The energy of the light show does subside, as the song enters its first verse. Someone starts to rise up the slope leading from the gorilla position to the stage.

["You Are Beautiful On The Inside"]

["You Are Innocence Personified"]

["And I Will Drag You Down And Sell You Out"]

["Run Away…."]

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["I Am Cold Like December Snow"]

The rig lighting is at last on in full, revealing the crowd in pink & white hue. The cameraman pulls away, down the long shiny black ramp. The reflective material of the stage gives a blurry mirror of what's on the IMAX above. It's hundreds of scratchy narrow digitalized columns alternating between pink & black. The name of the woman of the moment is etched boldly in the center.

["I Have Carved Out This Soul Made Of Stone"]

She's moving forward. Skin tight black wrestling pants with pink & white lines cursively criss crossing up the side and to the waistline. The usual flat footed brown boots held around the calf by lacing. A black dyed and white trimmed variant of her traditional sleeveless shirt. A white weight belt conceals where the shirt ends and the pants begin. All topped off with the biggest change for her; A black leather jacket with the tuffs of tiger seal or koalaotter decking out the shoulders.

["And I Will Drag You Down And Sell You Out"]

"Introducing First, From The Southern Water Tribe. She Weighed In Tonight At 134 Lbs." Holo announces…

["Embraced By The Darkness, I'm Losing The Light"]

"The Judas Avatar…"

["Encircled By Demons, I Fight"]

"KORRA!"

["What Have I Become?"]

The live feed fades to a wide shot overlooking the entirety of the floor seating, opposite right of the hard camera position. We can see the Judas Avatar highlighted in a spotlight as she makes her way down the long shiny ash ramp. The trimming lights along the ramp's edges is pumping downward the colors blue, green, red, and yellow.

["Now That I've Betrayed"]

["Everyone That I've Ever Loved, I Pushed Them All Away"]

["And I Have Been A Slave"]

["To The Judas In My Mind"]

["Is There Something Left For Me To Save In The Wreckage Of My Life?"]

Korra pauses at the foot of the ramp, perhaps taking a moment to appreciate the scale of event she's partaking in…

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Nah, its just to allow the cameraman to catch up. She looks down into the lens and gives a smirk of arrogance before playfully pushing the camera down and around.

["My Life"]

["I Become, I Become, I Becoming!"]

Korra pops up onto the ring apron, holding on to the ring ropes facing the stage for a few moments.

["I Become, I Become, I Becoming!"]

["Judas In, Judas In My Mind"]

Korra tilts her head back, still holding on to the ropes.

["I Become, I Become, I Becoming!"]

["Judas In, Judas In My Mind"]

["Judas In My Mind"]

Her head swings forward, her shoulders dip under the top rope. The rest of her follows quickly thereafter. The house lights are restored, the Judas Avatar sharply yanks her jacket free from her shoulders. Its one sleeve becomes balled between her hands before she drops it away upon the ring steps.

The Band Of Jericho fades into the static of the crowd. Korra is being tracked by the hard camera. She's looking off at something in the crowd that we can't see. Whatever it is she responds with a confident open smile….

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But her time in the spotlight becomes marched over by bombastic military drums.

The live feed fades to show the interior of the arena becoming bathed in gold. White strobes pulsating made the ambience become lively. There's a head on shot of the IMAX from the top tiers on the other side of the arena. One can see all the lights in action, as well as the red silhouettes of a javelin cutting across a shield. The name of the entrance this wrestler hails can be seen on the titantrons to the side.

"Invasion" brings to mind a bad-a** wrestler marching to the ring through a hail of sparks. There was no exception tonight. Fans were drawing out chants to try and psyche out the Judas Avatar: "PYYYYYYRHAAAA! PYYYYYYYYRHAAAAA! PYYYYRHAAAA!". The side screens cut from their graphics to transmit a live feed of said woman marching alone through the corridors backstage. Her legs could be heard giving off a every so slight clunking of the bronze greaves that doubled as knee pads in ring. She smashed her fists into opposing palms, both concealed in black opera-like gloves. She took turns briefly stretching each arm loose across her bronze shaded corset; before letting them fall tranquil down to her skirt concealed by a big red sash. She veers to her left, marching out of frame.

The live feed cuts sharply back upon Korra. She's in a darkened ring, as all the lighting is going into illuminating the crowd. She's resting back against one of the corner pads, buying the time till her opponent gets in the ring. A bright aura off camera catches her attention as a fading transition gives us a wide shot of the stage where two huge walls of sparks gush up on either side of the depression left in the ramp for entry. The crowd amassed in the Pro-Bending Arena raise voices, rise to eager stance. Smoke starts to obscure the center of the stage, mixing in with the blinding hot pyro.

When the pyro ceases, the fountain of sparks drop and scatter all across the stage. Leaving only the Invincible Girl standing at the top of the ramp. The crowd pops at the sight of her, the (short lived) Fall Maiden throws a few shadow punches that are made all the more impactful by explosives detonating in sync. She begins her march toward the ring.

"Llllllladies And Gentlemen, Making Her Way To The Ring From The Kingdom Of Vale. She Weighed In Tonight At 139 Lbs. The Invincible Girl….PYRRHAAAAAAA NIKOS!" Not-Bruce Campbell announces…and yes, he did just trade positions for Holo to deliver the most Michael Buffer introduction possible.

"For the first time in history, Pyrrha marches to the ring to face Avatar Korra. Pyrrha only had a brief run in NCW. But that brief run was enough to impression those like Nausicaa, those like San, those like yours truly, to bring her with us when we started Heart & Soul. She's yet to have the chance to break through and truly show what she is capable of." Bennett says.

"She's blown every opportunity we've handed her. She doesn't deserve to be on this pay-per-view." Critic claims.

"A criticism many have made. This match for Pyrrha is indeed do or die for her career. If she wants to hang in Heart & Soul, she needs to thrown the albatross that's been weighing her down." Bennett states.

Pyrrha doesn't hesitate, sliding right into the ring. Korra tries looking away, wanting to show she can't be intimidated. But she can't help and glance a few times as the yellow spotlights are purely on Pyrrha. The crowd keep chanting her name, even as her anthem subsides into the white noise of 20,000 fans. Pyrrha backs up into her respective corner, hugging on to the ropes while her head and torso jut forward. Awaiting the bell to ring.

"It should be noted that this is Korra's first match in a year, last interjecting herself into a contest at the NCW Tribute Show. Pyrrha has been performing regularly outside of Heart & Soul, she's ring fit, she's ring ready. Korra is not." Bennett states.

"But Korra Is A Brawler. She Was Called The Hardcore Avatar For Good Reason. She's not looking to out perform Pyrrha, she's going to take every short cut imaginable to tear her down." Critic adds.

DING

DING…

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"I thought Pyrrha was going to go for a spear right out the gate, she's holding back. She's trying to keep her mind clear of vengeance." Bennett points out, as Pyrrha's head shoots out the furthest from her corner. She had both of her hands tightly locked around either side of the top rope, eyes monitoring the Avatar closely in these opening seconds.

"COME ON, PYRRHA, COME ON! LETS SEE WHAT YOU GOT! COME ON! I'M RIGHT HERE! FACE TO FACE, NO BLIND SIDE! DON'T KEEP THEM WAITING, DON'T LET THEM FIND OUT YOU'RE A SHAM! COME ON YOU RED HEADED B***!" Korra shouted, trying to cave in Pyrrha's psyche as soon as possible. She inches closer and closer out of her own corner the longer she rambles…

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PYRHAA CHARGES, KORRA SIDESTEPS, SEEING THE SPEAR COMING A MILE AWAY…

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But Fearfully Runs And Dives On The Right Side Of The Ring As Pyrrha Rebounds With A Kip Off The Second Turnbuckle For A Go At A High Knee. Pyrrha Lands Knee First, But Rolls Safely Up Against The Left Set Of Ring Ropes And Back On Her Feet In No Time.

Korra Tries To Collide Head On With A Running High Knee, Pyrrha Darts Toward The Northwest Corner And Stays Save. She tries tying a vise of arms around the Avatar's waist, but gets her right foot STOMPED on for daring to try to keep things in the realm of wrestling. A stiff throw of a fist skids against the Elected Maiden's right eye and Korra's knee stabs up into the upper ribcage!

"Those Strikes So No Rust, Bennett!" Critic exclaims.

Pyrrha is being forced to give ground, each punch and knee shuttering her body more and more into the middle of the ring. Korra weaves a palm behind her rivals head, trying to rush the face into the top of the southeast ring post. Pyrrha instinctively juts out a foot, braking Korra's momentum. She gets a quick elbow jab to briefly stun Korra, then getting both hands hooking under both arms. The Avatar IS LAUNCHED RIGHT OFF HER FEET, OVER THE TOP ROPE AND HIP FIRST TO THE FLOOR!

"AAAAH! She Just Chucked The Avatar Like It Was Nothing!" Critic exclaims.

"My god, over the rope, to the floor, Pyrhha stands her ground!" Bennett adds, the crowd popping.

Korra's head pops up from the floor, initially racked by agony as she tries to sit up a little. Her eyes catch sight of Pyrrha standing proud & tall. Suddenly flush with confidence, she waves her fingers back to beckon Korra to return to the ring.

"She's Calling Out Korra, Now!" Bennett says.

"And Korra's Pissed." Critic describes, Korra's agony being instantly boiled into frustration, feeling insulted and not convincing as a night of Pyrrha to triumph.

Korra darts toward the ring, sliding over the lip of the apron and quickly getting to a stance. Pyrrha blocks the first fist, but a quick left jabs her in the side of the jaw. Korra gets off a heavy right, Pyrrha's upper half bobs back. Repeat. Repeat. Reverse her own back into the ropes, fueling up on the rebound and hopping to tackle. But Pyrrha lunges her shoulders like a harpoon, catching the Avatar a foot above the mat. Ring rattles from the spinebuster upon impact.

"The spinebuster enough to put the Avatar down on her back." Bennett illustrates, Pyrhha popping back up to a kneel over a splayed out Korra.

But Pausing Came To Undo Her Momentum, As Korra Whipped An Unsavory Slap Across Pyrrha's Jaw; Powerful Enough To Uproot Her Kneel!

"Christ, she can hit." Critic exclaims. "Confirming she his a b*** to handle around this multiverse."

Korra was on top of Pyrrha in no time, beginning to lay waste on either side of her skull with clubbing fists. But she becomes frustrated when Pyrrha wisely curls her forehead behind her forearms. The Judas Avatar is to be her feet, giving a stomp to Pyrrha's left set of ribs. The Invincible Girl rolls onto her stomach, trying to get away. Korra stalks, now kicking her toe to the side of the rib cage.

"Korra has already found a vital part of Pyrrha to focus on. It's the ribs." Bennett observes, a third jab of the boot destroys Pyrrha's bid to get back up.

Korra doesn't want to just toy with Pyrrha though, on no. She's wanting more carnage…Hoisting Her Than Lawn Darting Her Into The Bottom Half Of The Northeastern Buckle Pad!

"Damn…Shoulders First Into The Turnbuckle!" Bennett exclaims.

Pyrrha has the drive to try to get right back up. But Korra is the one to thrust her on her feet, whipping her so she may face into the eyes of the Avatar. Korra fires off a thunderous chop across the chest, shunting Pyrrha down the length of the ropes.

Pyrrha inertia brings her to the blue corner begrudgingly. Korra presses her adversary's shoulders against the top rope…

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A GUNSHOT SOUNDS OFF…no, that's the echoing of Korra's second chop!

"My God, Trying To Turn Her Chest As Red As Her Hair!" Critic avers.

Korra tries shunting Pyrrha off to the next turnbuckle, but a hand curls tight to brake. Pyrrha turns around and CHOPS Korra!

"VICIOUS Counter Chop!" Bennett describes, Pyrrha throwing a fist at Korra's skull.

Korra totters to the ropes, as Pyrrha begins kneeing the hell out of the Judas Avatar's midsection. Referee Unno can do nothing to stop, nor would the crowd want a rope count. Pyrrha flings Korra across the ring width of the ring, planning to strike with something on the swayback. But Korra BICYCLE KICKS Pyrrha, The Invincible Girl dropping to the canvas!

"And just like that." Critic says. "Korra pulls it all back into her favor."

Korra has landed with legs forward, pausing to truly enjoy having complete control and order over the ring for this moment. She has a gaping smirk to display to the camera as she turns her head around. She gets a clutch on Pyrrha's left leg, nudging herself to the apron and out to the floor. She strolls calmly over to the southeastern ring post, Pyrrha tugged along against her will. She comes to her senses, but its too late. Korra thrusts Pyrrha's left heel into the side of the post!

"Korra Slamming The Leg Down To The Post Like A Lever!" Bennett exclaims, Pyrrha's nerves kicking her back up briefly from impact.

"Oh, she's gonna do it to the other!" Critic observes, Korra having lasso'd the left foot which she WRENCHES Heel first against the steel!

"Take the legs out early, make it hard for the Invincible Girl to run." Bennett elaborates. "Wait, What's She Doing-"…

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Toe Is Hooked, Legs Crossed, Gravity Tightens The Vise, Korra Dangles Upside Down With A Figure Four Applied Around The Ring Post!

"Bones & Ligaments Twisting Abnormally Around The Steel!" Bennett cries out.

Pyrrha's In Trouble Early. She's Knows It. And Just As The Hold Is Applied Forces Herself To Sit Up And Cling To The Bottom Rope!

"No Rope Breaks, No Count Outs!" Critic reminds.

"But She's Got Some Leverage From Being Fully Sucked In!" Bennett defends the Invincible Girl's actions.

Korra tugs back repeatedly, hopping to eek out a quick submission. But spotting Pyrrha keeping her upper torso hugged close to the bottom ropes is all the Judas Avatar needs to see to know this is in vain…for now.

Korra drops to the floor, Pyrrha's legs unbound from the post. But she gets not respite, being pulled by her feet under the bottom rope and to the outside. In Korra's cold embrace of arms, Pyrrha is unable to defend a chain of fists the drill right down upon the top of her skull. Korra takes control of an arm, Whipping The Invincible Girl All The Way Down Against The Barricade!

"Korra got a clean runway. Those in that section…I'd Advised You CLEAR OUT!" Critic shouts as KORRA RUNS AND TAKES OFF, DIVING CLOTHESLINE DECAPITATES THE INVINCIBLE GIRL OVER THE TOP!

"Korra, Korra Dumping The Match Into Front Row!" Bennett yells.

The hand-held camera peers over lie peeking into a stuffed hamper. A few chairs are scattered about, a few personal souvenirs left behind when their owner's ran for higher ground. Pyrrha's face first to the cold floor, Korra is getting back up to resume her onslaught of carnage. She waves the back of her hand forward, giving a small warning of her intended path away from the squared circle, to certain destruction. Snagging Pyrrha by the length of her velvet shaded ponytail, she hurries off.

"Korra has jumped into her domain. She wanted out of that ring a soon as possible." Bennett states.

"She's Gonna Raise Some Hell Out In The Crowd!" Critic cries out, the hard camera raising and raising higher and higher to follow the two off. But it quickly becomes apparent the only way anyone at home is getting a good vidw of what's happening is on foot.

By the time the cameraman has caught up to our combatants, we find Korra uppercutting the daylights over of Pyrrha. The Invincible Girl tumbles, her fall only be broken by recently vacated chairs. Korra folds up one of the chairs, Vanna White-ing it for all to see, before careening it over her rivals shoulders!

"Korra Using The First Chair Of The Night!...And There Be Some 19,999 More Nearby!" Bennett claims, a uneven mixture of harsh boos but a few equally impassioned cheers rising while the metal clang echoes to the farthest reaches of the venue. Korra faces her critics head on, stepping up on top a chair and mouthing off to anyone within hear shot booing.

"YOUR WELCOME!" Korra shouted back, giving a bow for feeling she's already on path to take Pyrrha out of Heart & Soul before it can even start…

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But Pyrrha Has Yet Begun To Fight, Shoving Korra Off The Chair!

"That Taunting Chewing Precious Time For Carnage!" Critic points out.

Korra lets her foot skid as far as it'll go naturally, keeping herself from collapsing to the floor. Turns Head AND GETS PLASTERED IN THE FACE WITH THE SEAT OF A CHAIR TOSSED AT HER!

"Good Lord!" Bennett winces, crowd cheering.

Korra tilts but rebounds back up, GETTING A SECOND CHAIR THROWN INTO THE HEAD! This Time The Momentum Shoves Her Back A Step!

"Pyrrha Gonna Just Win Via Concussion!?" Critic asks, A THIRD CHAIR SHOT AGAINST KORRA'S HEAD, She Stumbles Back Several Feet!

She needed those desperate chair throws to buy a few seconds of recuperation. By the time Korra's gaze is clear again, Pyrrha jumps on top of her. Stands right back up, pumps a few stomps down upon the Avatar's chest.

"First she careens her brain in, and now trying to implode Korea's lungs!" Critic shouts. "Some hero…"

"She's proving to Korra she's on the same footing...and Then SOME!" Bennett's thoughts hurried by Pyrrha hip tossing the Judas Avatar into the bottom most tier of the bleachers.

"Right On The Hard Blocks!" Critic describes.

"And folks, keep in mind the bleachers you see are temporary. We had to get a team of earthbenders down there to create them. Those are hard as a rock." Bennett explains.

"Why didn't you just say they are as hard as a rock?" Critic asks annoyed.

Korra was feeling every bit of the jagged corner cutting into her hip, biting down on her lip. Pyrrha waves fans away. There's a dash by spectators up the belachers. Pyrrha steps up two or three rows, hard to see from the hard camera, and about faces down toward the pain stricken Korra. She hooks the arm and head, her opera gloves tightens up on the fabric of the Judas Avatar's pants.

"She's not...no, She can't be serious on doing this!" Critic cries out.

"Pyrrha wanted this no holds barred, I think she's pretty serious on it." Bennett reminds his colleague…

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Pyrrha's Suplex Gets Blocked, Korra Grabs At Her Rivals Waist…

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And A Spin Puts The Snap Vertical Suplex On Course, Plunging Pyrrha's Shoulder Into The Surface Of The Lowest Row!

"OH SHiiii-CRAP!" Bennett exclaims, a sickening thud echoing throughout the Pro Bending Arena triggering gasps.

"Self-Censor all you want, I Don't Think Pyrrha Will Be After That!" Critic quips.

Pyrrha is paralyzed by pain, her arms and legs twitch engine close to her torso. Korra pushes herself up to sit on the low rung on the bleacher, smiling in complete contrast to the crowds attitude. She claps her palms around Pyrrha's jaw, forcing her to look around at the disheartened crowd.

"CHEAP SEAT TO YOUR EQUALIZING!" Korra shouts into Pyrrha's ear, shoving her to the floor.

"Here I thought she'd talked enough hot refuge at the conference." Bennett muttered.

Korra noticeably needs a hand compressing the forehead while standing up. This effects of the chair throws are ever present. Nevertheless, she's the one that's mobile. Pyrrha is forcibly tugged along, Korra path taking them parrallell to the earthen bleachers. Cameraman is trying to keep up from behind, popcorn bag filled hands being shoved aside by the lens. The ring is somewhere to the left, marked by the apparatus of lighting above.

"For a moment appeared this was going Pyrrha's way, But we shouldn't be surprised, we should be shocked to find Korra has found her groove. As long as she's in the crowd, she'll thrive." Bennett claims.

"...so why the hell is she bringing her BACK?" Critic asks, sounding a but bewildered.

Finding the first cleared aisle, Korra banks left and hurriedly presses Pyrrha on toward the ring. We shift briefly back to the hard camera, catching only the head of the Judas Avatar cutting up through the audience. But a quick switch to the portable camera behind the combatants, to see Korra Tossing Pyrrha Knees First Into The Lip Of The Gaurd Rail!

"That's Just Downright Vicious!" Bennett claims, the Invincible Girl straddling the railing by her waist. The uncertainty of which way her see-sawing body will fall comes to a swift end by Korra dumping her to the floor head first.

"Korra controlling the flow, brining it back to the squared circle. No rules in this bout SAVE the need to get the decision in the ring." Bennett reminds the home crowd, Korra rolls Pyrrha over the lip of the apron.

Korra crouches down, not going right for a early pin. The ring skirt puffs up, her head siappearing briefly underneath…

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As She Emerges With A Three Kendo Sticks, All Bound Together At The Handle By Tape!

"And...we all know..what Korra can do with a kendo stick." Bennett hammers home to viewers, the Judas Avatar nods smartly at the sight of the cluster. She tears about the tape, tossing each one individually. Each stick lands in a different random location inside the squared circle. Pyrrha doesn't stop any, doubled over in the red (northwest corner).

Korra's in the ring. She grabs the nearest kendo stick, and becomes a bit animated with treating the stick as a bat, her the one at home plate. Pyrrha begins clutching the ropes, one by one, pulling herself to her feet. But her eyes face the crowd, NOT the Judas Avatar….

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SWING BUT A MISS! Pyrrha darts under the swinging kendo stick, careens shoulder first into the blue corner from being off kilter. Zoom in and see Pyrrha's anguish, eyes shut tight and teeth gritting. But the pain was worth it if it meant averting a kendo shot. But a new reality meets her eyes. Jump cut and find Korra charging toward the blue corner, intending to CRACK the kendo stick over the center of Pyrrha's skull…

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PYRRHA SNAGS UP HER OWN KENDO STICK With Her Foot, BLOCKING THE SHOT while kneeling!

"Pyrrha Got Her Blocked, With Her Own Stick!" Bennett exclaims.

Korra pushes down with every bit of strength she can muster. But Lyrrha is invincible at this point. She powers up to her feet, pushing Korra back into center ring. Korra goes for a wild swing, Pyrrha stops her with a knee thrust up into the midsection. The Kendo Stick CRACKS Across Korra's Shoulders!

"JEEZ THAT FN STINGS!" Critic screams, Korra collapsing against the top rope. Pyrrha SWINGS AND CONNECTS AT THE BACK OF THE CALVE MUSCLES!

"Another Shot!" Bennett exclaims. "And note the intelligence of Pyrrha, Going For Korra's Lower Legs."

Korra spirals into a cave in, hitting the canvas as Pyrrha FIRES OFF A THIRD SHIT FOR GOOD MEASURE, Across The Ribs!

Pyrrha separates from the action, Hoisting Up The Smashed Up Kendo Stick In Hand. The Crowd Rises For Applause And Cheers.

"You know we might have discounted it but,,.but Pyrrha IS skilled with using weapons. We're just not use to seeing it in such a situation as this." Critic admits, the Invincibker Girl motioning to forearm. She gets a good takeoff and BAM, forearm smash BLOCKED by a cheap elbow from Korra.

"But Korra Just Able To Keel It Together Like That. Like Nothing." Critic changes tunes on. Pyrrha reels back to the center, holding jaw, but not down. Korra thinks she is as she steps up to Bret's Rope…

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A Fall Back Discus Punch CONNECTS!

"She didn't see the obvious coming! Ha!" Critic takes sick amusement in, a few sharp boos ring out.

Korra gets a firm clutch of her opponents arm, WHIPPING Pyrrha rough back first into the northeast corner. Korra pauses to adjust something with her boot, before Taking Off Into A Whole Lot Of NOTHING, Pyrrha Sidesteps And Lets The Collision Happen. Then Come Her Clubbing Forearm Strikes!

"Pyrrha Keeping Up To Korra! She Can Outpace Korra, I Believe!" Bennett exclaims, crowd cheering as Pyrrha is seemingly pummeling Korra down to the mat…

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But Korra's Was Merely Backing A Cunning Withdrawal. She's On The Canvas, And Lunges Into A Hook Around Pyrrha's Own Right Foot. Korra Seeing Her Legs, Cutting The Left Leg Out From Under. The Invincible Girl Awkwardly Tumbles Face First To The Mat, Korra Sitting Up And Saddling The Right Foot. A Single Leg Boston Crab!

"She's Got The Boston Applied!" Critic cries out.

"She's GOING For It. She Wants The Second Leg Secured. But Pyrrha….Showing The
Resilience We've Come To Admire!" Bennett exclaims, as The Invincible Girl Is Trying Everything She Can To Throw Off Korra. The Judas Avatar Sinks In On The Captured Foot, But Begins To Capsize As Pyrrha Starts Rolling Upon Her Own Right Shoulder, Rolling, Rolling…

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AND ONE FINAL SPIN OF HER BODY FLINGS KORRA BETWEEN THE BOTTOM TWO ROPES AND TO THE FLOOR!

"Korra To The Floor Now!" Bennett yells.

"Don't Get Too Pleased, Bennett." Critic quips back.

Pyrrha grabs for the ropes, needing them to get to her feet in a hurry. She's trying to get to the floor as soon as she can, wanting to capitalize on a downed Avatar. Korra was starting to come to, but stopped in her tracks by Pyrrha locking up on her skull. She wants to try and whip Korra over the barricade, just like the Avatar had done to her earlier. But Korra manages to keep her feet planted. Korra tries tugging back for a chop of the shoulders colliding. Pyrrha instead weaves Korra's right arm behind, tying it into a hammerlock. She sways to the side, avoiding Korra's left elbow shooting astray.

"Pyrrha…Wanting To Do SOMETHING, Got A Hammerlock Applied." Bennett describes.

"Oh look, she wants to try and keep it clean after USING FREAKIN KENDO STICKS!" Critic shouts in frustration.

But Korra Was In The Midst Of Breaking Out, Continuing To Shuffle And Keep Pyrrha Swaying To One Side. This Time, Her Elbow Swinging Back Got Far More Room To Move And Makes Contact With Pyrrha's Jaw. Pyrrha Steps Back Briefly, Favoring Her Mouth. Korra's Desperate Eyes Turn Right Toward The Home Audience…

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As SHE YANKS THE CAMERA FROM ITS OPERATOR AND BATTERS PYRRHA'S FACE WITH IT!

"GOD!" Bennett blurts out, Pyrrha dropping hard to the floor. Something our interim camera operator takes pleasure in zooming in and out on. A unflattering central finger rises into the view finder, pointed down at the Invincible Girl.

"Hey, I've Seen This One Before!" Critic exclaims, alluding to a certain Demo God. The viewfinder plunges forward the floor, the vision of the handheld going dark as KORRA DRIVES THE CAMERA DOWN AGAINST PYRRHA'S HEAD!

"And Korra Has Just Cost Us A Few Hundred, Few Thousand Dollars!" Critic shouts, sounding legit upset over that but not whose actually the one harmed. "...oh and Pyrrha's down, too."

The battered camera is discarded into one of the barricade corners. Korra hoists Pyrrha back up by clasping her skull within a vise of her hands. Some words exchanged, hoping to inflict emotional wounds before causing physical ones as PYRRHA CRACKS OFF THE RING POST SKULL FIRST!

"My God, More Trauma To Poor Pyrrha's Noggin!" Bennett cries out.

Pyrrha collapses by the northeast post, out of sight as Korra storms past, leaving her in the rear view mirror. Korea's more worried about the jaded parts of the crowd, whose boos are still uncommon for the Judas Avatar.

"YOU NOT HAPPY? HUH? YOU TWO-FACED TODDLERS!" Korra sprays at those in the crowd disenfranchised with the uglier attitude she's adopted. A spike in the boos is the response she gets, a arrogant smirk crawls across her face.

She lets her foot off the barricade, turning back to the task at hand. Korra waves for those at the time keepers table to get to higher ground. Moments later she washes the monitors and paperwork away with Pyrrha's torso. Crowd verbally begins building anticipation in what may be in store.

"Pyrrha Not In A Place Anyone Wants To Be. At The Mercy Of The Avatar Upon Hard Wood." Bennett warns.

"Remember That New Spinning Finish She Broke Out At Breakthru?" Critic asks.

"Oh God...You Don't Think She Would-?" Bennett questions.

Korra lifts her knee up and level to the table, sliding on the surface before standing. She wants to hit something devastating, she'll have to do all the heavy lifting. Korra pulls Pyrrha head up to her waist, pausing and gazing at the booing crowd once more. She'd come out to a ovation but the awe of the entrance had faded. She was in enemy waters….

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And Soon To Be In Enemy Hands As Pyrrha DECKS Korra In The Face!

"Wait Pyrrha, Pyrrha Getting Off A Right!" Bennett exclaims.

"She's Bleeding!" Critic exclaimed.

"From The Brow, Indeed." Bennett observes. "The Sight Of Her Own Blood Has Psyched Her Back Up!"

Pyrrha hurriedly gets up, off balance. But it's to her advantageous as she swings all her momentum into a backhand chop.

"WHOOOOO!" Goes the crowd, Korra knocked back against the eastern ropes. But it's not the ring she'll be going back first into…

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"Hooking up the le-MY GOD, NOT THE OLYMPIC SLAM?! Bennett exclaims…

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OLYMPIC SLAM INDEED! PYRRHA DROPS BACK OFF THE TABLE, DRIVING KORRA BACK FIRST INTO THE SOLID ROCK OF FLOOR!

"AAAAAAAAAHMEGAWD!" Critic wails with his frustratingly iconic ear piercing scream.

Both rivals lay in a cross-like stack, Pyrrha lying upon Korra's whose bones & muscles were squashed upon impact with the unforgiven floor. The crowd takes over the attention for the moment, as the chants of "HOLY S***! HOLY S***! HOLY S***! HOLY S***!" ring out throughout the Pro-Bending Arena.

"Pyrrha Needed To Get A Foot Back In The Door And A Hurry…But I Didn't Imagine It'd Require Plunging Off A Table…" Bennett exclaims.

"…well…it….it wasn't THAT high." Critic tries to downplay it, trying to build support for Korra.

"But At Least If It Was THROUGH The Table There Would Be Something To Break The Impact. Korra Had No Sliver Lining, No Shelter From The Slam!" Bennett affirms.

Pyrrha's hand keeps closing at the top of the ring skirt, failing the first few times to get a grip. But soon enough she's clinging with both hands to the top of the apron, pulling herself up. But more important is the need to get Korra back in the ring in order to make any of the Olympic Slam to count. She partially lifts up the Avatar, bonking her head against the southeast ring post for insurance, before rolling her into the ring.

"Back In The Ring, Now. Pyrrha...Looking To Capitalize With A DIVING DDT!" Bennett narrates as it all unfolds. PYRRHA JUMPS OFF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE, CATCHING A RECOVERING KORRA'S HEAD AND SPINNING IT INTO THE MAT!

"You Cut My Brow, I DRILL YOURS, Fairs Fair I Suppose." Critic cries, Pyrrha hooking a leg and pinning the Judas Avatar…

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KICKOUT!

"nope." Critic deadpans, the quick realization hits Pyrrha everyone it's going to have to take a lot more to keep Korra down for the count.

"The first pin fall is a strike out." Bennett states. "Pyrrha returning to the drawing board….no, wait...I think she wants to go for the Milo Javelin. I didn't think so soon."

"Korra Is Still Favoring The Back…but I don't think its permanent damage." Critic beliefs.

Pyrrha has retracted into the northeast corner and calling her shot. Korra appears worse for wear, doubling over for the longest time before getting to her feet…

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The Milo Javelin Is Stunted With A Heel Kick!

"Took Too Long!" Critic yells, Pyrrha repelled back from which she came. Korra let's out a cry as she puts all her energy into a short arm lariat that cuts Pyrrha off her feet!

"Damn, what strength behind that stiff lariat." Bennett compliments, though he doesn't necessarily want to. "Pyrrha wants to win, she'll need to keep riding through the waves of the Avatar. Korra got quite the stamina as we've seen in the past, gets second winds all the time."

Korra fights to her feet, tugging down upon the ropes to right herself. Pyrrha stirs groggily, knowing Korra is ready to pounce but has no time to throw up a defense. A stomp to the top of her shoulder flattens her face to the mat. Korra steps back, using all of the distance she has to run, jump and punch a fist into the back of Pyrrha's neck.

The boos continue to rain down like Korra's punches. They once more catch the attention of the Avatar, who stops in her tracks her meticulously deconstructing of the Invincible Girl to shoot back at the crowd.

"ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED?"

"YOU'RE A HASBEEN! YOU'RE A HASBEEN!" Some have started chanting.

"Alright, Alright…." Korra mutters, stepping back out to the floor. She goes spelunking for something underneath the ring…

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As She Pulls Out A Barbed Wire Wrapped Table!

"Hey, Hang On! Where She Pull That From!" Critic cries out.

"Leftovers From Chris's Carnage Match!" Bennett claims. "And She Got Wire Cutters Too, Doug!"

Korra Props up the Table Against The Ringpost. The Crowd Popped, Anticipating What OMG Moment Could Be Produced By Someone Going Through That Table…

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But If The Crowd Wasn't Going To Respect Her, Then Korra Wasn't Gifting Them Such A Spot. She Starts Cutting The Wire Free From The Table, To The Dismay Of Crowd.

"It's Not The Table, She Wants To Salvage The Barbed Wire Itself." Critic observes. "Who In The Hell Knows Why."

Cutting a good chunk of the wire free, Korra begins winding them up around her own right forearm, allowing space to move with the elbow. THEN Applying More Around Right Bicep!

"...this...is NOT wise." Bennett states the obvious.

"Well she's been liking those lariats, think about the damage one laces in barbed wire could do!" Critic plants said thoughts into the minds of the home crowd.

"I don't want to but I think I'm going to." Bennett replies, Korra screwing the ends of the wire in twine to keep in place. She's confident this'll put Pyrrha down for the count…

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But Her Planning Has Gifted The Invincible Girl Time To Recover! Pyrrha Lunges Over The Ropes and Snags Korra Under The Jaw With The Length Of A Kendo Stick!

"Pyrrha Got Korra Hooked Up!" Bennett exclaims.

"Korra Squirming, Pyrrha Can't Hold On!" Critic points.

"No, She Got Her! She's Hauling Her Back In!" Bennett asserts. The Invincibke Girl Wowing The Ground As, After Some Struggling, Manages To Hoist Korra With The Kendo Stick Partly Over The Ropes! The Stick Buckles, But Pyrrha Grabs Korras Jaw And Neck…

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Rope-Hung Neckbreaker Back Into The Ring!

"And Contact With The Mat Made Her Her Skull!" Bennett exclaims, as Pyrrha covers Korra…

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KICKOUT

"You thought THAT would put the Avatar down?" Critic asks, as if insulted.

Pyrrha pops up and shuffles away, Korra herself tries to stir…

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But can't get up. Her Barbed Wire Wrapped Arm Is Caught In The Canvas!

"Korra unable to move. That extreme lariat idea of hers' coming back to haunt her in a hurry." Bennett states.

Pyrrha's to her feet, pausing to wipe some blood from the cut masked by here eyebrow. Looks at the dripples of blood in her palm, and down as Korra crouched over and trying to yank her arm free…

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"Ohgod,ohmy-" Critic frantically dribbles as Pyrrha CURB STOMPS KORRA'S Face Down Upon The Barbed Wire Covered Forearm!

"DAMN!" Bennett blurts out, the crowd gasping but soon cheering the violence on.

Pyrrha has to yank at Korra's Shoulders with several rough rugs, before finally getting the Avatar free from the canvas. Even being temporarily blinded, Korra doesn't stop firing off one fist which misses wide from Pyrrha's ribs. The Invincible Girl has a far more concentrated counter, her fist aiming to bust wide open the scuffs from the barbed wire. Korra caves, Pyrrha has her hand locked onto that barbed wire covered arm…

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"Look At This, Doug!" Bennett exclaims, Pyrrha running around and behind….

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Cobra Clutch, The Barbed Wire Scraping Around Korra's Neck, Collar & Jaw!

"AH! IDONTWANNA!" Critic cries.

"Pyrrha Repurposing Korra's Botched Plans Perfectly!" Bennett claims, and indeed, Korra herself knows it. She wide eyed within the clutch and frantically trying to use her feet jeans to pry herself free. Blood begins to seep from the head wounds down the bridge of her nose. Pyrrha Has The Snare On Tight.

But she should be worrying less about the hold and more on her stance. Korra manages to get a knee up and feels Pyrrha quiver to better posture. Korra's able to stand, stomping down harshly on Pyrrha's feet, beginning the task of unbinding herself out of the the clutch.

Korra throws a few quick punches to keep Pyrrha dazed, all the while yanking the barbed wire off her arm. Some is dropped to the canvas, other stands are tossed to the floor. Korra has completely given up on it...save for one particularly long stand she keeps just a bit longer.

"Korra chucking it all into the scrap pile...but she still got one…" Bennett trails off.

"I've seen her do this regularly, Bennett." Critic claims.

"Seen what?" Bennett asks…

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… Korra WHIPS The Barbed Wire Across Pyrrha's Shoulder Blades!

"DOH!" Bennett blurts out impulsively, crowd wincing.

Pyrrha Endured A Second Lash!

"DAH!" Bennett exclaims.

Korra Gives Up Lashing, Instead Shoving The Barbs By Force Into Pyrrha's Back. Back And Forth, Tearing Up Her Skin And Clothes Like A Saw!

"Forget The Cheese Grater, Korra Dices Hers Up Just With Barbed Wire!" Bennett cries out.

Korra Continues The Pressure Until Pyrrha Is On Her Knees And Beginning To Crumple To The Mat. Referee Unno Begins Pulling Out The Gloves In Precaution To Both Combatants Bleeding. Korra is done with the wire, at least for now, casting it off into the southwest corner.

"Is she more or less dangerous with just her hands?" Critic questions as Korra waist locks Pyrrha…

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And Throws Her Shoulders Down To The Canvas With A German Suplex.

"DAMN, The impact." Bennett states…

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As Korra Immediately Throws Back With A Second One…

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IMPACT!

"That's Two, We're Seeing Three, I Know It!" Critic predicts…

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As Indeed, The Third Amigo Folds Pyrrha Up Like. Accordion. Korra Keeps The Bridge, Shoulders Are Down…

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KICKOUT!

"But a still lively foe is far from the best abutment for that bridge." Critic states.

Korra doesn't hesitate to consider where she went wrong. A trip back out to the floor should do in Pyrrha in. Korra shunts Pyrrha toward and over the ropes, turning around and taunting off to the crowd…

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But The Invincible Girl Hangs On To The Ropes!

"Korra Chucking Her, Her Hubris Trumping Her Attention!" Bennett exclaims as Pyrrha doesn't get her footing fancifully like a skin-the-cat. Its some awkward wobbling that leads to her precariously getting a footing on the edge of the apron. She invites more cheers from the crowd, Korra turning and realizing her mess up. She charges to shove Pyrrha off the apron but ENZUGIRI BONKS HER IN THE SIDE OF THE SKULL!

"Pyrrha Clings On, Spiking The Toe Of Her Boot In!" Bennett yells, Korra stumbling & tripping back down upon the canvas. Korra starts rebuilding her posture almost instantly after impact, sensing she's in danger. But can't quite see where that danger will come from. The crowd cheers from all sides of the ring, the Invincible Girl SOARING DOWN AND LEVELLING THE AVATAR!

"European Uppercut From The Top Of The Turnbuckle!" Bennett calls, ring shakes from Pyrrha's crash landing, sticking it with a kneel.

"PYYYYRHA! PYYYYRHA!" The crowd draws out in chants, willing the one-time Fall Maiden to her feet. She turns to the job at hand, putting Korra down for the count.

"Pyrrha got Korra in perfect position for just about anything...grabbing hold of her and…." Bennett begins describing.

"What's she lifting her up for?" Critic asks. Pyrrha Struggles But Gets Korra On Her Shoulders.

"Firewoman's Carry. She Going To Slam Her Or…" Bennett asks…

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DOUBLE KNEE GUTBUSTER!

"Ah! She Just Tried To Collapse Her Stomach In!" Critic cries out, the Judas Avatar folds up around her rib cage and cradles on the mat.

"She's been taking several harsh head shots tonight, but is still making strategy. She wants to go for the Javelin." Bennett states.

"It's stupid, it won't put The Avatar away." Critic claims.

Pyrrha sits up from executing the gutbuster, looking at all her surroundings. She hears the crowd behind her, and sees the forlorn table Korra disarmed of barbed wire. That will bet next weapon of choice.

"Pyrhha got her heart set on that table." Bennett states as we see Pyrhha back on the outside, pulling the table from its rest.

"OhSHUTUP Republic City, it's just a table…" Critic frustratingly tries downplaying the crowds anticipation.

"TABLES! TABLES! TABLES!" The crowd chants, breaking out into cheers as Pyrrha slides it into the ring for future use.

"I don't think they heard you." Bennett deadpans, Pyrrha stepping back into the ring.

Table is now in play in the ring, but as Pyrrha weaves back through the ropes she pauses seeing Korra has already moved. The Judas Avatar has retreated, rolling and rolling til she tumbles out on the eastern side of the ring. Crowd frustrated as whatever Pyrrha was going to do with the table will have to wait. The Invincible Girl drops back to the floor, chugging around the hard camera side of the squares circle, finding just the feet of Korra poking out from under the ring skirt.

"Korra is trying to hide. She won't even fight Pyrrha face to face. What has she become? She's still suppose to be the guiding light of the 4 elements?!" Bennett asks in disgust. Pyrhha grabs her feet, tugging Korra back out…

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Korra Turns Over And Makes One Wild Chuck With Something Oblong And Grey,, Pyrrha Drops Right To The Ground With No Direction!

"What The Hell?!" Bennett exclaims, the cameraman jumping back as the object that fell Pyrrha rich overs to the ground.

"...did she just...chuck a Rock at her?" Critic asks, confused.

"...I think...I Think She Did!" Bennett exclaims.

Indeed, a large polished grey rock rested in the corner of the barricade. Pyrrha seemed to be unconscious from the concussion of the impact. Korra looked over, grinning seeing Pyrrha down, before dipping back under the ring…

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And Proceeds To Drag Put Several More Rocks, Some around, Some Jagged.

"Where the hell did she get these?" Bennett asks.

"Some sort of rock garden. Air Temple Island? The North Pole!?" Critic begins guessing.

"Wherever they came from, they have NO REASON being in or near a wrestling ring!" Bennett declares. "She could have broken Pyrrha's neck by the whiplash!"

"...this is GENIUS!" Critic then claims, punctuating the boos from the crowd.

Korra pulls herself back to her feet, checking and noting the blood from the cuts along her neck and head. She wipes her fingers on the edge of the canvas, permanently leaving red fingerprints in the blue facade. Her attention goes to the rocks, realizing the time it's going to take to get any one of them in the ring….

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So With A Smirk, She BENDS Them In The Air ,Through The Ropes, Setting Them Down Into A Neat Pile In The Center Of The Ring!

"Ah, come on!" Bennett whines, his frustrations paralleling the crowds.

"BULLS***! BULLS***!" The crowd drowns on and on.

"Hey, she's just saving us some time." Critic adds.

"Well It's A Crock Of….YOU KNOW WHY! This Is Wrestling, Not Pro-Bending!" Bennett stammers.

"What part of 'No Holds Barred' did you missed?" Critic questions.

"Bending the elements isn't a hold!" Bennett shouts.

Korra will get to those rocks in a moment. First, she had her eyes set of Pyrrha's knees. She pulls up the limp huntress and HURLS HER KNEES FIRST INTO THE STEEL STEPS!

"Tearing up her knees, great, Great!" Critic claims, his newfound joy in complete contrast to the drowning of the crowd.

"Pyrrha Is Defenseless!" Bennett observes.

Pyrrha is unmoving, face down across the lower section of the stairs. The top half has toppled to the floor from her collision. Korra grabs Pyrrha back the back of her red ponytail, mouthing off th the whole crowd.

"SHE WAS A MISTAKE! YOU MISTOOK HER FOR YOUR HERO! LOOK AT HER! LOOK AT HER! LOOK AT THE MISTAKE IM SAVING YOU FROM!" Korra shouts, looking...genuinely surprised when the crowd continues booing her. Booing The Avatar.

"If you care so much for Pyrrha, disrespecting the one in control is the worst thing you can do!" Critic say, Korra tosses Pyrrha up upon the mat and back in the ring.

"Korra stalks, Pyrrha's near those rocks...I don't even want to think what Korras planning." Bennett worryingly mumbles.

"She didn't have to put those rocks on there. She WANTS everyone to see this. This Is The End!" Critic declares as Korra lifts up Pyrrha….

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A FORWARD FALLING SIDE SLAM BACK FIRST UPON THE ROCKS!

"ROCK BOTTOM! HA, A LITERALLY ROCK BOTTOM!" Critic shrieks, the crowd booing realizing the punchline to the rock pile.

" . NOT FUNNY, Pyrrha hasn't moved in over a minute. She's down, she's out." Bennett claims as Korra pulls Pyrrha off the pile and on bare canvas for the pin…

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THR-NO! A KICK OUT JUST SHY OF UNNOS FINAL COUNT!

"Pyrrha Stays Alive!" Bennett exclaims.

"That Was Three, Dammit!" Critic argues.

"It's Not Three Until That Hand Hits The Mat Thrice." Bennett defends.

Korra didn't have a initially reaction, having come down upon Pyrrha when hitting the Rock Bottom. There must have been a brief moment she as assured it was over...and then the lack of a ring bell hit her. She has a brief spat with Referee Unno. Korra holds up three, Unno affirms it only be a close 2 count.

"Korra Hit It Hard. No taking that away…but maaaybe using a finish you're not familiar with is not the brightest idea." Bennett proposes.

"But...But She's The People's Champ!" Critic claims.

"Since when? She lost that title in 2016." Bennett argues, Korra starting to get back up on her feet. Pyrrha is still laid out across the rocks, Korra still got a window to use them to her advantage…

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She pulls off one of Pyrrha's opera gloves, tossing it off to the crowd somewhere. Then begins swinging her arms back and forth…

"Wait, is she doing what I think she's doing?" Bennett asks, sounding insulted.

"Yes! She's The People's Champ! So She's Going To Do-" Critic begins hyperventilating.

"Don't Say It." Bennett tries stopping his agitating colleague.

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"THR MOST ELECTRIFYING MOVE IN SPORTS ENTERTAINMENT TODAY!" Critic shouts. Korra takes off for the ropes, rebounding…

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"THE PEOPLE'S ELBOW!"...

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PYRRHA ROLLS, KORRA'S ELBOW ONLY HITS THE ROCKS!

"MYGAWD, NO!" Critic exclaims.

"PYRRHA ROLLED AWAY! PYRRHA IS BACK WITH THE LIVING!" Bennett exclaims.

"No, How?" Critic asks.

"Probably Being Dropped On A Pile Of Rocks Kicks You Back Awake!" Bennett claims with much energy.

"My God, Pyrrha Might Have Broken Korras's Arm!" Critic claims ridiculously.

"Oh, PYRRHA Did That, huh? Okay, alright, whatever you say…" Bennett calls out the hypocrisy.

Korra had forgotten everything she'd been doing. She was curled up, damaged elbow concealed from sight. Pyrrha's hand reaches away and grabs hold of the bottom rope. She begins to drag herself off the canvas, up on her knees. There are noticeable scraps near her own left eye, from where the rock had made contact. In a few days, she'll most likely have a black eye. But today, she's only concerned with regaining some strength and finishing the fight.

Pyrrha doesn't quite get back up, staying low to her knees but clasping at the table she pushed in earlier. That's not only her crutch back to her feet, but the perfect bullseye to hurl Korra through. She begins propping it up the southeastern corner.

Korra is so overwhelmed by the aftermath of her elbow's demise she initially gives now fight at Pyrrha gut wrenches her back up. The crowd begin to cheer, seeing what Pyrrha is aiming Korra toward.

"Ooooh, get ready for an extreme German, here, Doug." Bennett describes.

"No, NO! Not The Table!" Critic hyperventilates.

Korra drops to desperation, jutting her right thumb square into Pyrrha's eye. The lock on the waist slackens, Korra tumbles out free.

"cheap." Bennett mutters.

"Do we have to recite the stipulation again?" Critic asks.

Korra goes right back to favoring her elbow, though with less drama this time around. She rolls on to her back, wanting to try and sit back up

. PYRRHA DROPS A FIST RIGHT ACROSS HER FACE!

"Holy-Pyrrha Right Back Into It!" Bennett exclaims. "Korra Just Pissed Her Off More, That's All!"

Pyrrha bludgeons Korra real good, stiff fists for all the snide comments and ambushes of the better part of a year. Korra is motionless when the Invincible Girl is done…

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Pyrrha goes for a slow, harsh end with a kneebar!

"THE KNEEBAR, THE KNEEBAR!" Bennett shouts. "She's Got Korra Hooked, Lined & Sinker!"

"Damn You For Being Right!" Critic whimpers under the cheers washing the sound of the live feed.

"And It's The Trick Leg, Too! The One That She Tore The Calf Muscles In Several Years Ago!" Bennett makes urgently aware.

"There's No Way, NO WAY This Fake Hero Can Make The Avatar Tap!" Critic tries to smear.

"You Want To Bet?" Bennett asks, gaining no answer.

Korra tears and shouts while being flesh with the canvas. Her knee is being pried apart. She can't swallow her pride to tap, but she also can't realistically risk being unable to walk out of the Pro-Bending Arena. Maybe she's have apologetic thoughts of attacking Pyrrha, maybe her ideas of the Invincible Girl were misconceptions…

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Korra Grabs One Of The Kendo Sticks, Dangling Over The Edge Of The Ring Skirt, And Begins Smacking Wildly Away At Pyrrha!

"Coming...Back...To Play! OH!" Bennett cries out in stutters in junction with the shots.

Pyrrha winces, doesn't want to relinquish the hold. But as the shots sting hard and harder, her hands won't stay locked on the knee any longer. Korra feels the pressure lift, and with a lung of her arm grabs hold of the ring skirt. She hurriedly drags herself out of the ring, even if it means tumbling in a heap on the floor north of the squared circle.

"…Korra saving herself, saving the match for herself. Those kendo shots might just have begun to blister Pyrrha's arms and face." Bennett states.

"They have!" Critic affirms.

Pyrrha stirs but isn't showing any signs of sitting up. A lull sets over the battle zone, the Invincible Girl gazes up at the lights of the gilded dome enclosing the largest show of Heart & Soul up to this point. The task of upsetting the Avatar and avenging the repeated assaults seem now to be a terribly long distance away.

The apron puffing up briefly is the only indication from the hard camera that Korra is already mobile again. The live feed cuts over to one of the hand-held cameras to get a better view…

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Two Chairs Are Slid Into The Ring. One Wooden, The Other Steel!

"Chairs. The favorite weapon of everyone. Rather easy to wield, painful upon impact. Korra got a variety there." Bennett describes, the wooden chair slide in while the Judas Avatar carries the steel one into the ring.

"Pyrrha's about to be tenderized…!" Critic begins to exclaim, Pyrrha trying to stand up and get out of the way…

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CHAIR TO THE SKULL!

"DAMMIT, NOOO!" Bennett cries out, the crowd gasping and going hush as Pyrrha goes limp to the canvas from the disgusting shot. Pure outrage charges the boos that re-appear throughout the crowd.

"….Unno, Stop The Match! Give It To Korra!" Critic exclaims, Korra lifting the chair high and above…

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BEFORE SWINGING THE SEAT DOWN UPON PYRRHA'S BACK!

A SECOND SWING TO THE BACK!

A THIRD SWING!

A FOURTH!

FIVE!

SIX!

The Bent Chairs Soars Off, Hitting The Buckle, Korra Vents The Last Of Her Frustrations.

"….look at the chair." Critic murmers, as Korra goes for the wooden chair. Unfolding it…

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And Wedging Pyrrha's Head Between The Backrest & Seat.

"….what on earth is she…?" Bennett asks…

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As Korra Crosses Over Pyrrha's Legs, Getting Leverage To Hoist Her Up…

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"…no, No, NO!" Bennett shouts…

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FISHERMAN NECKBREAKER, WOODEN CHAIRS CAVES IN AND SPLINTERS AROUND PYRRHA'S THROAT!

"OH MY GOD!" Bennett exclaims.

"A FIREWORK DISPLAY OF SPLINTERS TO END PYRRHA'S HEART & SOUL CAREER! It Was Brief, It Was Pointless." Critic bids off.

Pyrrha's eyes are closed. Not pinched shut in pain, calmly closed as if sleeping. Korra, bloodied and battered, sits up on her knees after the Avatar Impulse and surveys the damage.

"…PIN HER, KORRA!" Critic shouts, sensing what everyone else in the building does. Pyrrha is defenseless.

But Korra just smirks, taking in the heat she has garnered not just here tonight but from all the assaults on Pyrrha throughout the year. She knows she's essentially achieved wiping Pyrrha off the map, her idea of bringing balance is within grasp. But….its just too good not to relish. Korra wants to be 101% certain she's shattered the myth of Pyrrha's invincibility.

Korra began to clear some space, kicking the rocks from earlier out of the ring or at the very least to the edge of the canvas. She partially pulls up Pyrrha, her eyes going to the southeastern corner. She points at the table Pyrrha had propped up.

"YOU WANT YOUR TABLE SPOT NOW!?" Korra inquiries. The crowd now booing…though there are those out in the stands cheering, just wanting to watch more splinter fly.

"Korra calling for the table…oh, NOOOW she'll use it. I thought she wasn't going to give what the crowd wants?" Bennett asks.

"What Can Be More Final Than An Avatar Impulse?" Critic asks.

"….oh god…..She's…..SHE'S GOING TO PUT PYRRHA THROUGH THE TABLE WITH THE KORRALIZER!" Bennett exclaims, coming to his own conclusions as Korra is indeed facing her back toward the table. She has a limp Pyrrha in her clutches…

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SHE WHIPS PYRRHA UP ON TOP HER SHOULDERS, READY FOR THE FALLAWAY…

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BUT PYRRHA DESPERATELY BEGINS CLUBBING HER FISTS DOWN INTO THE FOREHEAD, TARGETING THE SMALL CUTS ON KORRA'S HEAD!

"Wait, WAIT! Pyrrha…Trying ANYTHING To Stay Alive!" Bennett yells, crowd coming back to the side of positivity. There's Still Hope Pyrrha Can Get Out Of The Predicament…

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One too many punches BREAKS THE HOLD, Korra Drops To A Knee, Pyrrha Sliding Down To The Canvas!

"Pyrrha's Free!" Bennett declares.

"What She Going To Do? Sleep Some More!?" Critic asks in a huff, not expecting any comeback…

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With the last of her energy, Pyrrha Pops Up To Her Feet…

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MILO JAVELIN THROUGH THE TABLE!

"OHMYGODILIVEINMYOWNEYES!" Bennett shrieks, the momentum shift so sudden, so quick. One moment Korra was trying to send Pyrrha through the table….the next, Pyrrha's lying on top of Korra in a pile of wood in the corner!

"HOLY S***! HOLY S***! HOLY S***!" The crowd chants at full blast.

There's little to any movement coming from underneath the half of the table that folded in over the two wrestlers. Pyrrha used what little remaining strength she had to take out Korra, but at her own expense as well.

"Come On, Pyrrha, Cover Her!" Bennett urges on, vocalizing the thoughts of just about everyone in the Pro-Bending Arena.

"Korra's Lifeless…Pyrrha Might Have John Henry'd Herself!" Critic exclaims. "….you-you like what I did there? I got REAL folk on you."

"I don't care about your allusions; I care about the well being of both wrestlers down there." Bennett claims…

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There's At Last Some Sort Of Motion, The Ruins Of The Table Begins Teetering. Pyrrha Gingerly Begins Backing Away On Her Knees.

"Pyrrha Really Is Invincible!" Bennett exclaims.

"My god, your right." Critic cries, the crowd cheering as a limp Korra is dragged in several short strokes out of the rubble. Pyrrha has some sense of consciousness, making sure Korra is pulled free from the ropes so she can't merely rope break out of a pin. Its not quite center stage, but its far enough that Pyrrha feels safe making the cover…

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3BUT WAIT, SHOULDERS ARE UP, SHOULDERS ARE UP!

"YOU GOT TO BE FREAKIN KIDDING….!" Bennett exclaims, as a dismayed Pyrrha slowly rolls over onto her back. The crowd explodes into a pop, not wanting Pyrrha to loose but surprised by Korra's tenacity after being speared through the table.

"There's No Jokes Here, Bennett! Korra Will Not Stop AT Bringing Balance To Heart & Soul! She Can't Fail!" Critic bellows, justifying the Judas Avatar's actions not just tonight but through the entire rivalry thus far.

"Korra Is Going To Need A Knew Radius & Ulna, Not A Mere Victory." Bennett claims.

Pyrrha has succeeded in only wearing Korra down to her level. Both women begin to groggily rise up to a knee. Seeing the similar situation the other is now in, there's a prolong stare down. The crowd's synergy builds up, fans sensing that the final blow up between these two is arrived…

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Korra is the first one to throw a punch, boos ring out…

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Pyrrha responds, garnering cheers…

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Boos return as Korra hits another punch, using her left rather than her right…

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Cheers erupt as Pyrrha rebounds…

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Korra hits with another left, but Pyrrha doesn't yaw back like Korra has been…

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Pyrrha delivers a fierce CHOP! Korra reels back! Pyrrha Gets Up On Shaky Legs…

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And Begins Drilling A Series Of Fast-Paced Punches Into Korra's Cranium!

"Pyrrha's Prevailing, Pyrrha's Prevailing!" Bennett chants.

Pyrrha senses the moment has come, it's do-or-die. She lets Korra yaw back on her knees, Pyrrha racing back to the ropes. She's setting up for a running shoot kick…

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Korra Shoots Up And Shoulder Blocks Pyrrha IN Her Abdomen!

"ooooh….Her Shoulder Shooting Up Into Pyrrha's Ribs!" Bennett exclaims.

"And we all know their already bruised from the chair shots!" Critic reminds the home audience

There's a brief pause in the ring again, Korra laying on top of Pyrrha after the tackle. The Judas Avatar is the first to come to. She's looking to weave Pyrrha up into a knot…

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As She Pulls Pyrrha Into Harmonic Convergence (Gogoplata)!

"oh no." Bennett somberly whimpers.

"HARMONIC CONVERGENCE! OH YES! OH MY! OH GOD! PYRRHA'S DONE! PYRRHA'S DONE!" Critic proclaims at the top of his lungs.

"One Of The Most Dangerous Submissions You Can Get Locked In. And That's For Someone Whose At Full Strength. Pyrrha Barely Got Anything Left In The Tank!" Bennett adds.

The crowd explodes in fear, knowing full way how quickly Pyrrha's lights are being extinguished. The Invincible Girl's hands swings violently, waving off Unno that's she's done one….at least not yet….

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Pyrrha Tries Pulling Her Arm Out, But Can't…

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She Instead ROLLS LEFT!

"IDIOT! She Just Gave Korra More Lev-" Critic begins blowing off Pyrrha's chances….

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But Korra LOOSES Her Grip! The Weight Of Pyrrha & Herself Now Fully On Her Injured Arm! She Looses All Grip IN Her Right Hand, Pyrrha's Slips Out Of Harmonic Convergence!

"The Arm! That Injured Arm! Pyrrha Gets Free-" Bennett exclaims…

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PYRRHA GOES BACK TO THE KNEEBAR!

"KNEEBAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Bennett hollers…

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But Korra instantly clings to the ropes, Pulls Her Knee Out Of Pyrrha's Hands And Gets Back To Her Feet…

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Pyrrha Drops To The Canvas, Korra Running Overhead, Rebounding Off The Ropes…

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AND STUNNED BY A AN AKOUO ASSAIL (Discus Elbow Smash)!

"ALRIGHT! THAT'S PART ONE!" Bennett shouts.

"Oh No!" Critic cries as Pyrrha slips through the ropes on the south side. The crowd begins chanting her name, hand fingers curl tight around the top rope…

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SLINGSHOT OVER THE TOP, DIVING INTO KORRA WITH A MILO JAVELIN!

"JAVELIN, TWO OF THREE!" Bennett hollers.

"Two Of Three!?" Critic asks worryingly…

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As Pyrrha Is BACK ON HER FEET, She Transitions Up With Korra In A Facelock….

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ROLLING AND DROPPING THE JUDAS AVATAR WITH CROSS POLARITY (Rolling Cutter)!

"…THAT'S...PART 3!" Bennett declares over the rowdy crowd. Pyrrha hooks up a leg, goes for the cover…

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"No, NO!" Critic cries…

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"OH YES! OH YES!" Bennett yells as the final count is made.

The Bell Sounds, Pyrrha No Longer Has To Move, The Crowd Are On Their Feet! On Impulse Pyrrha Raises Her Hand Up Triumphantly From The Canvas, Gazing Up At The Glass Dome While The Bell Rings!

"Your Winner Of The Match…..PYRRHA NIKOS!" Holo announces.

"Its official. I Can't Believe She Did It. But Its Official." Critic laments, the one of only two upset people in the entire arena right about now.

"Believe It, Doug, Believe It!" Bennett says with a smile. "Korra Came Back To The Ring With The Intentions Of Ending Pyrrha's Heart & Soul Career Before It Could Start. She Tried Everything To Put Her Down…But In The End…Pyrrha Isn't Called The Invincible Girl For No Reason."

As the anthem of the victor plays once more, the crowd instantly begins chanting along.

"PYYY-RHA! PYYYY-RHA! PYYY-RHA!"

With the contest over, two trainers immediately rush the ring to check on both combatants. Pyrrha got small cuts all along her body, lashes from kendo sticks, and a developing black eye. Korra may just have indeed fractured something in her right arm, which is already badly scarred from the barbed wire. Both opponents' heads have been cut at in least one location. But no matter the wounds, Pyrrha had persevered through the wrath of a returning Korra. In Republic City, no less; stomping grounds of the Judas Avatar.

"We've both been saying it all match, how important this was for Pyrrha to win. Pyrrha needed to defeat Korra. Pyrrha needed to prove the Judas Avatar wrong. Now she can march on and take on all comers. The locker room better watch out. There's a future Soul Champion in the making right here, folks." Bennett declares.

"You Think Korra Is Going To Just Sit And Take This!?" Critic asks.

"No. But She's Going To Have Quite The Incline To Climb Back Up After This." Bennett states. "Who knows, maybe she'll just take her ball and go home. She did it before."

Its funny Bennett should mention that. Pyrrha, with the help of a trainer & Referee Unno, gets to her feet and has her hand raise in victory. But in the background, one can see Korra has already been removed from the ring. She's surprisingly on her feet, but being closely followed by the other trainer should her agonizing injuries overtake her. Hands on hips, head shaking, she's storming up the auxiliary aisle. Probably heading to a back door so she can slip into the night.

"Well…..Pyrrha will have plenty of time to heal. But she better not take too long. Or she'll miss what's coming this January." Critic says as the live feed dissolves from Pyrrha standing victorious to blackness..

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We start to circle down from the rafters of some sort of large, empty, abandon building. Possibly a old barn or some sort of warehouse. Down from the rafters, we get the first inklings of light below. Just floating balls of electricity that flutter to the first few electric guitar stroke….

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The Bass & Drums Kick In, The Empty Venue Comes To Light In Oranges, Greys & Purples. The Lighting Bolt Skew Off Left And Right, Other Over A Empty Ring.

["We Hear The Siren Scream"]

["It Sounds So Lean To Men"]

["We Love TO Shake It Down"]

["Know What We're Talkin Bout"]

Inside The Ball Of Light Hovering Above The Ring, One Can See The Faces Of Several Heart & Soul Talent: Christopher House, Bolin, Selena Richardson, Lucia Sycroin, Renton Thurston, Hernan Ortiz, Adora, Catra, Adam Price…

["We Turn Up The Amps So High"]

["The Crowd's Gonna Hit The Sky"]

["We Play It Fast And Loose"]

["Because This Night We're Gonna Full A Fuse"]

Select Spots From The Past Year In Heart & Soul Are Shown, Moves That Would Entice Someone Just Walking Past Down The Street…

["In Rock We Trust!"]

["It's Rock Or Bust"]

["In Rock We Trust!"]

["It's Rock Or Bust"]

["In Rock We Trust!"]

["It's Rock Or Bust"]

["In Rock N Roll, We Trust"]

["It's Rock Or Bust"]

The Ball Of Light Implodes, Leaving The Ring & Venue Back IN Darkness But Leaving Behind A Metal Plate Which The Camera Zooms In Upon. The Words Of The Event Being Advertised Appear To Be Blowtorched Through The Grey Metal…

HEART & SOUL

GRIT

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THURSDAY'S

BEGINNING JANUARY 7th