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The fans began to chant in unison as Cartwright held his arms out for an uncomfortably long time. Tiger Hat looked over his right shoulder, cocking his head slightly. He was torn. He really was not sure what he should do

After what seemed like several minutes, Tiger awkwardly approached Cartwright. He didn't accept the hug, at least not yet, although he had begun to raise his arms to chest height, like he would any moment. He circled around Cartwright, almost as if a magnetic force was keeping him at a distance. Every time it looked as though he would accept the gesture, he backed out again.

He'd almost walked a half circle around Cartwright, having passed the Butler, until he backed away a just a little further - his arms dropping. As he did, his back collided with something; as if a brick wall had appeared behind him. With a gentle thud, Tiger stopped in his tracks, his arms dropping. He slowly turned.

He had backed himself against more than a rock, more than a hard place; Tiger had backed into the champion, Omen. His face dropped and his blood ran cold as he realised what was about to happen.

Tiger was lifted into the air, the aura of the champion adding to his sheer strength. With his grip firmly locked, there was nothing Tiger could have done even if he had tried. He was thrown down into the center of the ring, landing hard on his upper back. For a moment he felt nothing - a delay as his nerves were coming to terms with the impact his body had just endured. He lay, unmoving, arms outstretched.

Tiger's hand was grasped by The Butler, his awareness coming back to him as he rolled onto his side. Just as he thought the worst was over, the assault began, boots raining down on his head. He managed to roll onto his front, which did little to stop the damage that was being done.