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A wolf's howl was heard from the PA for a few seconds as the titantron did not give any hints or surplus, just a few words: ''The Shadows are out to consume you.'' A pause occured on the middle to let the letters fade away to appear another message: ''You are the first victim''. As those words appeared on bright red, the titantron went all haywire like static as then the quite unfamiliar song Nightcall by Kavinsky was heard out through the PA to stop the static on it's tracks, a relief to the crowd's ears apparently.

I'm giving you a night call to tell you how I feel
I want to drive you through the night, down the hills
I'm gonna tell you something you don't want to hear
I'm gonna show you where it's dark, but have no fear

As the song played, a stranger to the ring popped out from the entrance ramp and he walked through the ramp in a quite elegant manner, scar over the left eye, his eyes blue, his attire consisted of a black with green stripes top and a toxic green striped pants along with sneakers, the stranger had a mo-hawk which was well cut and the wave was to the side just like he was wielding a pair of black gloves on his hands, styled like those of bikers, a barbed wire tattoo on his right arm's biceps and the left arm being covered in a red and black tattoo sleeve.



The stranger was sure up to accept the challenge as it seemed, no microphone in hand to waste saliva or Latin on something obvious as a challenge so, nothing to say as it seemed, the stranger just walked towards the ring, glancing to his eventual opponent, the crowd was with a quite odd reaction to the stranger as the female singer started singing after the quite techno male voice faded out.

There's something inside you
It's hard to explain
They're talking about you boy
But you're still the same

There's something inside you
It's hard to explain
They're talking about you boy
But you're still the same

As the song reached the high point right after the chorus repeated itself, the 6'5'' male was walking through the steel steps as now his whole 250lbs were standing on the ring, the song fading out at this point, he simply did not wait much to simply rush towards the other as he aimed to do a Lou Thesz Press right off the bat, not bothering to take out his shirt or anything of the gender, just wanting to start the match on his tide and not wanting to give any chances, devastation on the male's mind just now.

The stranger noticed the blocking stance by his opponent's part, so it seemed that he was not a mountain of muscles and no brain after all as he grabbed one of Harli's arms, namely it being the left one to try and make a swift Arm Breaker submission, wanting to make the damage bigger, better and rougher on his opponent.

The stranger male did not show any emotions on his face as of yet, just simply doing this out of a normal base as if he was used to do this in an every day basis.

The stranger male was actually hit with a few punches with the opponent's right hand which made him back off the submission hold but he quickly got up afterwards and already had aimed a quick kick to the opponent's head with the right leg if possible that the other got up, seeing that if a big guy like him could get up, so could his opponent.

Instead of going right after the opponent like a mad dog after a piece of meat, the stranger took his time to walk towards his opponent as he now attempted to do a low dropkick to eject the other outside of the ring through the lower rope.

He saw his opponent already trying to get up on the outside, so resiliency scans are quite according to the status of his opponent but that was in no way near of mercy from the strange male as he rolled outside under the bottom rope through the right side as to not go in the same way that his opponent went through.

Playing smart, calculating and simply devious planning, working on his opponent and his surroundings like a blueprint as he ran towards his opponent to do a quick Running Big Boot right on the chest of his opponent, seeing that the time that the strange male took to roll out was quite a bit, so maybe his opponent is up by this point and might avoid the blow but hell, risks are there to be taken.

The stranger male had his boot grabbed and had it slammed on the edge of the ring apron as he held the foot in pain, keeping his balance in the other leg which was an impressive feat for a man of his size and body structure but now he had the first flaw on his offensive.

The stranger had barely put his foot back on the ground as he got hit by Harli's throat thrust which made him back into the barricade, his right hand holding his throat as he showed his first ever expression in this whole challenge archetype, an expression of pure wilderness as his eyes glanced intensively at his opponent.

He was not ignoring his pain but instead, he tried to channel it into his own rage, tapping his limitations but that really was damaging since it had him cough a few times, he was leaning against the barricade while having a small plan on his mind, if Harli was to come towards him, he would quickly try to do a Japanese Arm Drag out of the blue.