Debut Match - Standard Match: Polaris Mask (D) vs Hiro Takahashi

[Maledomfan]

Polaris Mask, gasping for air, started to rouse. The determination that had sustained him during the fight remained, urging him to overcome the agony. Gradually, he flipped onto his belly and then onto all fours.

[Weonna]

Hiro, seeing Polaris Mask starting to rise, felt a renewed sense of urgency. He couldn't let Polaris regain his footing and momentum. He straightened up fully, his grip on the ropes tightening as he prepared for his next move. The crowd, sensing the impending clash, intensified their cheers, the atmosphere electric with anticipation. Hiro took a deep breath, ready to give everything he had left in the pursuit of victory, knowing that this next exchange could very well decide the outcome of this grueling match.

With fire blazing in his eyes, Hiro released his grip on the ropes and charged towards Polaris Mask. As Polaris struggled to get to his knees, Hiro launched himself into the air with a powerful leap. His legs shot out in front of him, aiming straight for Polaris's chest with another Signature: Shotgun Dropkick!

SMACK!

The shotgun dropkick connected with the impact that should knock Polaris Mask flat on his back. The crowd erupted in applause, their energy matching Hiro's intensity.

Hiro landed and quickly got back to his feet, the adrenaline pumping through his veins helping to push past the pain in his abdomen. He knew he couldn't waste any time. This was his chance to set up for another finisher and secure the victory!

[Maledomfan]

With Polaris Mask sprawled on the mat, gasping for air, the force of Hiro's shotgun dropkick sent shockwaves through his body. Every breath felt like a struggle, the pain a constant presence after enduring Hiro's relentless attack. But even in agony, Polaris's determination blazed on. Giving up was not an option.

[Weonna]

Hiro moved swiftly, the crowd's cheers still roaring in his ears as he approached the ropes. He took a deep breath, gathering his remaining strength, and launched himself onto the ropes, preparing for a springboard version of his Finishing move!

With a powerful leap, Hiro soared through the air, executing the springboard Super Hiro Splash. Time again seemed to slow as he twisted his body in mid-air, aiming to hopefully land the Final decisive blow on Polaris Mask. The crowd held their breath, their anticipation palpable!

Spoiler

[Maledomfan]

Just as Hiro was about to make contact, Polaris Mask, with a last surge of resilience, raised both knees up in an attempt to counter the Super Hiro Splash!

[Weonna]

CRASH!

Hiro’s abdomen collided forcefully with Polaris Mask's raised knees, the sharp impact sending a jolt of excruciating pain through his body.

"OOOOOFFFF!!!"

The air was knocked out of his lungs, leaving him gasping and clutching his midsection as he rolled off Polaris, writhing in agony on the mat. The crowd erupted in shock, their cheers turning to gasps of disbelief at the sudden counter.

Hiro's vision blurred from the intense pain, his mind reeling as he tried to process the unexpected counter. His body weakened leaving him in a bad position. The perfectly executed move had backfired, leaving him vulnerable and struggling to breathe!

[Maledomfan]

Recognizing a pivotal moment, Polaris Mask pushed through his own agony and began to rise. Fueled by sheer determination and a rush of adrenaline, he unsteadily got to his feet and made his way toward the downed Hiro. With a swift motion, Polaris lifted Hiro onto his shoulder, the audience holding their breath in anticipation. He tightened his grip, ensuring Hiro was secure as he readied himself for his signature move, The Galaxy Slam. With a powerful stride, Polaris charged forward, gaining speed with each step. The crowd's cheers intensified, sensing the thrilling climax of the match approaching. In a final flash of strength, Polaris executed the running powerslam, The Galaxy Slam, slamming Hiro's body hard into the mat. The ring trembled from the force, the sound resonating throughout the arena. The audience erupted in astonishment and exhilaration.

Galaxy Slam

[Weonna]

Hiro lay still on the mat, the overwhelming impact of The Galaxy Slam rendering him unable to move. Pain coursed through every fiber of his being, and his sight was a haze of glaring lights and vague forms. He gasped for air, each breath a struggle, as the torment from his abdomen made every inhale feel like a piercing knife.

[Maledomfan]

Polaris Mask, exhausted but resolute, dropped to his knees and covered Hiro for the pin, the referee quickly sliding into position to begin the count.

"One... Two..."

[Weonna]

"One... Two..."

Hiro's muscles refused to respond, his body betraying him at the most crucial moment. His arms, heavy as lead, lay useless at his sides. The crowd's noise was a distant echo, their cheers and gasps blending into a cacophony that seemed miles away.

"Three!"

DING DING DING!!!

The final count echoed, marking the conclusive end of the exhausting fight. Hiro's eyelids drooped as the weight of his loss washed over him. His body, utterly drained, seemed to meld into the mat beneath him. The agony was unyielding, and every effort to shift was thwarted by his bruised and weary physique.