L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Polaris, unable to stop his momentum, crashed shoulder-first into the unforgiving metal post behind James with a loud THUD!

The sound of Polaris Mask’s shoulder slamming into the steel echoed through the arena, causing the crowd to collectively cringe in sympathy. The impact was brutal, Polaris's face contorting in pain as he staggered backward, clutching his shoulder. The crowd gasped, some even holding their own shoulders, feeling the agony from the collision.

Seeing Polaris Mask clutching his injured shoulder, James Mcduffy wanted to capitalize on his opponent's vulnerability. With a sly grin, he quickly made his way to the corner of the ring. The crowd's boos intensified as James began to climb the turnbuckle, his movements agile and confident.

Perched atop the ropes, James balanced himself, his eyes locked onto Polaris Mask like a predator eyeing its wounded prey. Polaris, still reeling from the collision with the steel post, was unaware of the impending danger looming above him. As he turned around, still gripping his shoulder, it was already too late.

James launched himself into the air with precision, attempting to execute a diving dropkick aimed squarely at Polaris Mask's injured shoulder!

SMACK

The impact was brutal. James's boots connected perfectly with Polaris's shoulder, sending a sharp jolt of pain ripping through his body. Polaris staggered backward, a grimace etched across his masked face as he dropped to one knee. The crowd gasped in unison, the arena filling with a mix of shock and anger at James's ruthless targeting of the injury.

James landed gracefully on the mat, a smug expression on his face.

"What's the matter, feeling a little tender?"

he taunted some more, his Boston accent dripping with mock concern. The referee moved in to check on Polaris, but James was relentless, circling his opponent like a shark sensing blood in the water.

Charging forward, he delivered a swift kick to Polaris's injured shoulder, causing him to wince and stumble back into the ropes. The crowd's boos grew louder, rallying behind Polaris Mask as they tried to will him back into the fight.

"Stay down, old man! You're out of your league!"

James sneered, grabbing Polaris's arm and wrenching it into a tight armbar.

The pressure on the injured shoulder was excruciating. Polaris gritted his teeth, refusing to give James the satisfaction of hearing him cry out.

The referee asked, "Do you want to continue?" but Polaris Mask nodded defiantly, his free hand gripping the ropes for support.

Drawing strength from the fans' support, Polaris began to fight back. He used his weight advantage to push James toward the corner!

Surprised by the resistance, James tried to tighten his grip, but Polaris summoned a surge of energy, breaking free from the armbar with a powerful shove.

Staggering back, James's expression turned from confidence to irritation. He rushed forward, attempting a clothesline!

As James lunged for the Clothesline, Polaris swiftly ducked beneath his outstretched arm. Using hos momentum, Polaris propelled himself off the far ropes and charged back with a powerful shoulder block, carefully favoring his strong shoulder.

BAM!

The impact sent James sprawling to the mat, much to the delight of the crowd! James scrambled to his feet, anger flashing in his eyes.

"You're gonna regret that!"

he barked as the Boston Boi charged at Polaris!

Polaris was ready. He sidestepped James's attack, hooking his arm around James's waist and lifting him for a side suplex.

Despite the throbbing in his shoulder, Polaris executed the move flawlessly, slamming James onto the mat. The crowd roared in approval as both men lay momentarily on the canvas, the intensity of the match taking its toll.

James laid still on the mat...his chest heaving heavily as he tried roll back up to his feet. The Boston Boi knew that Polaris's momentum was ever increasing and so to combat this, James would try and attempt to jab his thumb on Polaris Mask's injured shoulder!