Post by Nicholas Carson on Aug 20, 2013 20:30:52 GMT -4
Aftermath of Helenarina/Wolverina vs Envy
Disclaimer: This is a collaborative post done by Beth and I. It is very long, our apologies.
The ref's hand smacks for the third time as Nicky and the fans stand in awe of the New Zealand Terror.
"Ladies and gentlemen the winner of the match and still EVPW Decimator champion, Aryana 'Envy' Renfield."
The ref's stomach gets knotted up as he gets a close up of Envy's once beautiful prey, and he nearly vomits at the face that is presented to him now, which looks like a victim of a car crash. It's enough to spur his compassion and he wedges himself between the two in an effort to get the bludgeoned legend out of the ring. He didn't get Envy's permission first and is punished with a big boot to the head that knocks him out.
"What the fuck else does she want now? When is enough for her?"
"I think we're about to find out, Jimmy."
Aryana pulls Helenarina up and puts her in a sleeper hold then finds Carson and locks eyes with him. The Beast of Bodin Moor seems a bit saddened but perhaps it's just sarcasm.
"No hard feelings Nicky Boy, but I'm ending this now."
Nicholas could have saved his concubine at any point prior to this, but he knew there was no true saving to be had. Envy had destroyed his perfect creation in front of the world. Even if he brainwashed her again the end would be the same once paths were crossed with Aryana. He snarls at Envy. In one savage movement the New Zealand Terror snaps Wolverina's neck, a loud "pop" reverberating around the building. A collective cry pours in from the crowd as their long time super hero falls to the mat deader than before.
"HOLY FUCKING SHIT!"
"She just broke her neck didn't she? I heard that sound oh god it was awful!"
"That's what it sounded like. We need some medical personnel down here right this minute. This woman is out of control. She has gone too far this time."
Aryana shoves the People's Princess to the edge of the ring with the toe of her boot and allows the arriving medical crew to take possession of her. As they gingerly pull her onto the body board and strap her in, Envy turns around and takes to the middle of her ring. She finds Nicholas standing on the apron of the ring, his big body hulking and his face contorting into rageful wrinkles. Before long he is joined by Chris Pyro to the east of the ring, Lee Pyro to the west, and Kazue Makoto to the south. Even the bravest of hearts would be intimidated by the sight of four wolves salivating their meal to come, but Aryana is a different breed of warrior and snatches up the ragged blood stained chair from earlier and readies for battle.
"Now now, we ain’t gonna go and get messy are we Carson, I’d hate to muss your pretty face; not to mention you’ve got nobody to blame but yourself. You created her, boasted about the powerful abomination you birthed and I merely tested the validity of your claims. You were wrong and I had to finish what she and I started… Once and for all.."
Her words seem to register with the madman because he motions for his stablemates to back down and they do so but with dagger eyes still trained on their target. Sick Nick enters the ring and slowly approaches the woman who has made such a fool out of him. His face is beet red with anger and embarrassment but somehow he remains semi-composed, at least for now. Envy takes a step back and gets in a batter's stance, ready to knock his block off at the first hostile lunge.
"You think you're such a badass don't you? You pride yourself on your strength, dominance, and toughness don't ya bitch? Well I'll tell ya what, you've got one chance to swing that chair and knock me down. If you can do it, you may leave this ring in one piece without us ripping you from asshole to appetite. But if you swing and can't, then we're going to leave you shredded, destroyed, and humiliated far worse than anything you've done to your victims. I think that's fair."
He had been honorable throughout the match and he even gestures to the ropes, inviting her to use them to her advantage if she wants, so she takes him up on the offer. Upon hitting the ropes and bounding off them she takes to the air, twisting her body as far as she can to the right before sending the chair swinging against the left side of his head. It sounds like a gunshot going off when it connects, bringing surety into her mind that she has succeeded. The impact does knock him back some, but not down and out, and he smiles after absorbing the murderous blow. She stands with her mouth hung open in shock.
"What the fuck?
"
"If I wanted a kiss I would have visited my grandma."
Nicky snaps his leg out before him, knocking onto her back on the canvas, which sends his cohorts into the ring like a pack of hyenas. They pounce on the woman; stomping, punching, kneeing and elbowing her at will. Envy curls up protectively to endure the onslaught and laughs uproariously whilst they beat her to a pulp. As his comrades continue their assault, Nicky forces the battered chair into an upright position. Finally, he shews the Dark Court away and allows the Decimator to amble to her feet, where he leans forward on one foot and splays his arms out to his sides in a ballerina pose that leaves him unsteady.
"Take another shot, weakling, hell take as many as you want. Knock me on my ass if you can. Shouldn't be too hard with me like this. Eyyyahahahahaha."
Not to be outdone, Envy laughs merrily as well.
"Don’t worry Nicky baby, mama’s got your spankings right here!"
She obliges, socking it to him in the face in a flurry of fists, only stopping when her hands feel like they are broken. To her surprise he remains in the same pose, teetering side to side, but seemingly unaffected. She steps back and takes in her surroundings, finding Kazue Makoto in her peripherals, and a voracious grin spreads from ear to ear. If she is going to go down, she is going to take one of them with her. In a sudden strike, she spins to the right and crushes Kazue's face with a mind blowing kick that sends the skipster sailing through the ropes to the outside.
The Pyro brothers rage tackle Envy, pummeling her senseless, all the while the devious diva continuing to cackle derisively. Her taunts infuriate the brothers greatly, causing them relent in search of more appropriate punishment. Chris ninja kicks her atop the head one last time before scaling to the top buckle with Rhaps-like agility, meanwhile his brother pulls her up and lifts her into a rope assisted stunner position. Carson steps into view, playfully acting as if he is the Maestro of a magnificent orchestra, flicking his hands as the chaos unfolds in a sweet symphony of agony. Chris leaps from his perch, stomping on the back of her head while Lee simultaneously drops her into a jarring stunner. The vicious yet masterfully executed double team move leaves Envy motionless and the brothers glow with pride.
"Death of Tomorrow! Just like they did Kahlan last week, they have left another person destroyed. And look at that sick son of a bitch Carson in there, he's just having a ball right now."
"Hey hey now, leave him alone, he’s just giving Envy a taste of her own medicine. She may have been my girl, but you’ve gotta be able to back up all that smack talk. And when Nicholas told her to put up or shut up she failed. She’s just another weak little bitch… To think, I thought she was different. I am sooo tearing her poster off my wall when I get home tonight."
"Nick is to Envy what Envy was to Wolfie, is that what you're saying?"
"Exactly. He took her best shots and it didn't faze him a bit. Everybody else has been mowed down and decimated by her. It's simple logic, Jimmy. And she has pissed him off on top of that."
After doing their deed the Dark Court drags her across the mat like insurgents would a Soldier they've killed and drops her at their leader's feet, their maddened yells demanding he be the righteous executioner of the Beast of Bitchhood. He nods and they retreat to check on Pyro's wife outside. Guilt, sorrow, anger and hatred war within him. Envy could have been a key ally but she had fucked it all up. Carson grabs her by the ankle with one hand and yanks her into the air, letting her dangle upside down in his mitt a few inches from his face. He shakes her a few times to get her back to consciousness and when that doesn't work he smacks her a time or two, finally getting her to open her orbs slightly.
The sight of Sick Nick's fucked up face induces vomit and Envy uses the concoction of saliva and bile to spit in his face. He replies almost immediately, slamming his puke covered lips against hers and forcing her mouth open with his serpent tongue. She had roused the feral beast within. He buries his tongue deep down her throat, trying his best to taste her innards. She squirms uselessly in his powerful hand and pops him with flailing limbs. She starts to gag and tense up as his kiss prolongs, until finally he breaks it and slams her to the mat much in the same way Hulk did Loki.
"You're a boring ass bitch. Weak, weak, weak."
She lurches and explodes at the mouth with more puke and battles herself to a vertical base.
"Your tongue!"
She gasps and swallows, struggling to settle her stomach.
"Tastes like a dirty cunt dipped in garbage."
Aryana chuckles weakly and sneers at her tormentor.
"You been eatin' Pyro's wife?"
Envy slips into another fit of hacking and heaving.
"Mmmm I like you talking dirty to me. You like Sweet Vengeance too don't you? I'm a big fan of the move. Seems fitting in my case don't ya think?"
The violated vixen is unable to reply with words or laughter so she renders a middle finger over her shoulder in the direction of his voice.
"That's the spirit."
Approaching from behind, he lifts her onto his shoulders in a seated position and climbs onto the nearest middle buckle and faces toward the unfolded chair. Envy swats at him feebly but can't offer more resistance as he lifts her up by her thighs. Enough of the cobwebs disperse in time for her to fully comprehend her plight and she yells out "FUCK YOU NIC...." as he leaps from the buckle and pusher her forward and down face first onto the chair. The impact is diabolical and so powerful that the flat of the chair her face lands on is ripped clean off the legs supporting it. She lies motionless as time passes on, a large pool of blood forming under her face and drizzling off the section of chair beneath her.
Nicky is eager to see his work and kicks her onto her back then laughs joyfully at the sight. Her nose is bashed and bleeding profusely, as are her lips. Her forehead did not escape either, as a huge gash runs half the expanse of it. The rest of her busted up mug is swelling by the second and Nicky Boy can not contain his mirth. He summons his cohorts back into the ring and they celebrate with him, then congregate with their limbs intertwined and heads together to discuss something privately amongst themselves. They break from the huddle, the Dark Court suddenly ripping Envy's ring attire off of her body like village raiding barbarians, and stripping her down stark naked in front of the world. This sight brings the crowd to Nicky's side with chants of Holy Shit and This Is Awesome, their libidos proving to be their true moral compasses. In all of this excitement the Agent of Chaos has gotten hard in the pants and is now is desperate need to release the Truth; so he can breathe of course. He moves and stands at Envy's head, then unzips his trousers, and whips out his stonker.
"Motherfuckme not this again! Go to a commercial!"
Ray squeals like a girly girl and pumps his fists into the air
"PEOPLE'S PENIS! PEOPLE'S PENIS! PEOPLE'S PENIS!"
"This is supposed to be banned. He may get fired for doing this!"
Carson mocks the Rock's stupid hand motions and bounces off the set of ropes to the east, jumps over her almost dead body, then bounces off the set of ropes to the west and stutter steps before he does a jerk off motion and drops to his knees, smacking her across the forehead and eyes with his impossibly huge member. He shoves his penis back into his pants and stands up pounding his chest like a conquering warrior. Chris excuses himself from the ring and brings the Decimator title in to Carson, who grabs it and heaves it high over his head while placing a dominant boot atop Aryana's comatose body.
"I HAVE DECIMATED THE DECIMATOR. SHE IS WEAK, SHE IS PATHETIC. I AM THE TRUE DEALER OF DECIMATION, NOT HER! SHE DOES NOT DESERVE THIS TITLE."
Unbesknost to them, while Chris was retrieving the title, Kazue had exited as well and now scoots into view holding a branding iron in one hand and lighting kit in the other. They marvel at her level of cray-cray and pat her on the back. The group then busies themselves lighting the end of it. Chris eagerly takes the lead, being the Pyro Maniac that he is whilst Lee kicks Envy onto her stomach and Nick holds her down with his boot. The Dark Jester presses the hot branding iron against the weak bitch's right ass cheek and leaves it on for an agonizingly long time before removing it. The trauma her body undertakes springs her back to semi-consciousness. The camera zooms in afterward and the words etched forever in her flesh is "Nicked." Carson finds humor in it.
"Ahaha, that's right bitch, you've been Nicked. Welcome back to the party. You've missed a lot so let me recap. You've been beaten, stripped naked, had my dick slapped across your face, been branded for life and now you're going to lick my boots to complete the atrocities."
"Go fuck yourself Carson."
Her tongue lolls out of her mouth and the battered bitch’s eyes dance in their sockets. Pyro takes the opportunity to mount the diva’s back and shoves her face into Nick’s disgusting boot, her outstretch taste tester colliding with the surface of the Mauler’s repulsive shit kicker. Muffled screams of protest titillate the agent of Chaos as he watches in waning amusement whilst his comrade rubs the Kiwi’s mouth across the expanse of thorough slathered boot.
"That's right get it all up. I've never washed these boots. There's no telling how much dirt, blood, sweat, piss, shit and all the like are on there. You know, if you were a lot more powerful this would have not happened, but being the weak little cunt you are this is the only logical thing that could have happened tonight. I extended the olive branch to you and you broke it. Where is all your might now, Arayan? Where? Bahaha."
Satiated, the agent of chaos finds her unworthy of even licking his boots. He retracts his shoe from her undeserving mouth and stomps her head, knocking her out again. The Nephilim stand side by side as the scene fades, with the parting shot featuring Nicky Boy with a boot atop Envy's back and title held high.
Disclaimer: This is a collaborative post done by Beth and I. It is very long, our apologies.
The ref's hand smacks for the third time as Nicky and the fans stand in awe of the New Zealand Terror.
"Ladies and gentlemen the winner of the match and still EVPW Decimator champion, Aryana 'Envy' Renfield."
The ref's stomach gets knotted up as he gets a close up of Envy's once beautiful prey, and he nearly vomits at the face that is presented to him now, which looks like a victim of a car crash. It's enough to spur his compassion and he wedges himself between the two in an effort to get the bludgeoned legend out of the ring. He didn't get Envy's permission first and is punished with a big boot to the head that knocks him out.
"What the fuck else does she want now? When is enough for her?"
"I think we're about to find out, Jimmy."
Aryana pulls Helenarina up and puts her in a sleeper hold then finds Carson and locks eyes with him. The Beast of Bodin Moor seems a bit saddened but perhaps it's just sarcasm.
"No hard feelings Nicky Boy, but I'm ending this now."
Nicholas could have saved his concubine at any point prior to this, but he knew there was no true saving to be had. Envy had destroyed his perfect creation in front of the world. Even if he brainwashed her again the end would be the same once paths were crossed with Aryana. He snarls at Envy. In one savage movement the New Zealand Terror snaps Wolverina's neck, a loud "pop" reverberating around the building. A collective cry pours in from the crowd as their long time super hero falls to the mat deader than before.
"HOLY FUCKING SHIT!"
"She just broke her neck didn't she? I heard that sound oh god it was awful!"
"That's what it sounded like. We need some medical personnel down here right this minute. This woman is out of control. She has gone too far this time."
Aryana shoves the People's Princess to the edge of the ring with the toe of her boot and allows the arriving medical crew to take possession of her. As they gingerly pull her onto the body board and strap her in, Envy turns around and takes to the middle of her ring. She finds Nicholas standing on the apron of the ring, his big body hulking and his face contorting into rageful wrinkles. Before long he is joined by Chris Pyro to the east of the ring, Lee Pyro to the west, and Kazue Makoto to the south. Even the bravest of hearts would be intimidated by the sight of four wolves salivating their meal to come, but Aryana is a different breed of warrior and snatches up the ragged blood stained chair from earlier and readies for battle.
"Now now, we ain’t gonna go and get messy are we Carson, I’d hate to muss your pretty face; not to mention you’ve got nobody to blame but yourself. You created her, boasted about the powerful abomination you birthed and I merely tested the validity of your claims. You were wrong and I had to finish what she and I started… Once and for all.."
Her words seem to register with the madman because he motions for his stablemates to back down and they do so but with dagger eyes still trained on their target. Sick Nick enters the ring and slowly approaches the woman who has made such a fool out of him. His face is beet red with anger and embarrassment but somehow he remains semi-composed, at least for now. Envy takes a step back and gets in a batter's stance, ready to knock his block off at the first hostile lunge.
"You think you're such a badass don't you? You pride yourself on your strength, dominance, and toughness don't ya bitch? Well I'll tell ya what, you've got one chance to swing that chair and knock me down. If you can do it, you may leave this ring in one piece without us ripping you from asshole to appetite. But if you swing and can't, then we're going to leave you shredded, destroyed, and humiliated far worse than anything you've done to your victims. I think that's fair."
He had been honorable throughout the match and he even gestures to the ropes, inviting her to use them to her advantage if she wants, so she takes him up on the offer. Upon hitting the ropes and bounding off them she takes to the air, twisting her body as far as she can to the right before sending the chair swinging against the left side of his head. It sounds like a gunshot going off when it connects, bringing surety into her mind that she has succeeded. The impact does knock him back some, but not down and out, and he smiles after absorbing the murderous blow. She stands with her mouth hung open in shock.
"What the fuck?
""If I wanted a kiss I would have visited my grandma."
Nicky snaps his leg out before him, knocking onto her back on the canvas, which sends his cohorts into the ring like a pack of hyenas. They pounce on the woman; stomping, punching, kneeing and elbowing her at will. Envy curls up protectively to endure the onslaught and laughs uproariously whilst they beat her to a pulp. As his comrades continue their assault, Nicky forces the battered chair into an upright position. Finally, he shews the Dark Court away and allows the Decimator to amble to her feet, where he leans forward on one foot and splays his arms out to his sides in a ballerina pose that leaves him unsteady.
"Take another shot, weakling, hell take as many as you want. Knock me on my ass if you can. Shouldn't be too hard with me like this. Eyyyahahahahaha."
Not to be outdone, Envy laughs merrily as well.
"Don’t worry Nicky baby, mama’s got your spankings right here!"
She obliges, socking it to him in the face in a flurry of fists, only stopping when her hands feel like they are broken. To her surprise he remains in the same pose, teetering side to side, but seemingly unaffected. She steps back and takes in her surroundings, finding Kazue Makoto in her peripherals, and a voracious grin spreads from ear to ear. If she is going to go down, she is going to take one of them with her. In a sudden strike, she spins to the right and crushes Kazue's face with a mind blowing kick that sends the skipster sailing through the ropes to the outside.
The Pyro brothers rage tackle Envy, pummeling her senseless, all the while the devious diva continuing to cackle derisively. Her taunts infuriate the brothers greatly, causing them relent in search of more appropriate punishment. Chris ninja kicks her atop the head one last time before scaling to the top buckle with Rhaps-like agility, meanwhile his brother pulls her up and lifts her into a rope assisted stunner position. Carson steps into view, playfully acting as if he is the Maestro of a magnificent orchestra, flicking his hands as the chaos unfolds in a sweet symphony of agony. Chris leaps from his perch, stomping on the back of her head while Lee simultaneously drops her into a jarring stunner. The vicious yet masterfully executed double team move leaves Envy motionless and the brothers glow with pride.
"Death of Tomorrow! Just like they did Kahlan last week, they have left another person destroyed. And look at that sick son of a bitch Carson in there, he's just having a ball right now."
"Hey hey now, leave him alone, he’s just giving Envy a taste of her own medicine. She may have been my girl, but you’ve gotta be able to back up all that smack talk. And when Nicholas told her to put up or shut up she failed. She’s just another weak little bitch… To think, I thought she was different. I am sooo tearing her poster off my wall when I get home tonight."
"Nick is to Envy what Envy was to Wolfie, is that what you're saying?"
"Exactly. He took her best shots and it didn't faze him a bit. Everybody else has been mowed down and decimated by her. It's simple logic, Jimmy. And she has pissed him off on top of that."
After doing their deed the Dark Court drags her across the mat like insurgents would a Soldier they've killed and drops her at their leader's feet, their maddened yells demanding he be the righteous executioner of the Beast of Bitchhood. He nods and they retreat to check on Pyro's wife outside. Guilt, sorrow, anger and hatred war within him. Envy could have been a key ally but she had fucked it all up. Carson grabs her by the ankle with one hand and yanks her into the air, letting her dangle upside down in his mitt a few inches from his face. He shakes her a few times to get her back to consciousness and when that doesn't work he smacks her a time or two, finally getting her to open her orbs slightly.
The sight of Sick Nick's fucked up face induces vomit and Envy uses the concoction of saliva and bile to spit in his face. He replies almost immediately, slamming his puke covered lips against hers and forcing her mouth open with his serpent tongue. She had roused the feral beast within. He buries his tongue deep down her throat, trying his best to taste her innards. She squirms uselessly in his powerful hand and pops him with flailing limbs. She starts to gag and tense up as his kiss prolongs, until finally he breaks it and slams her to the mat much in the same way Hulk did Loki.
"You're a boring ass bitch. Weak, weak, weak."
She lurches and explodes at the mouth with more puke and battles herself to a vertical base.
"Your tongue!"
She gasps and swallows, struggling to settle her stomach.
"Tastes like a dirty cunt dipped in garbage."
Aryana chuckles weakly and sneers at her tormentor.
"You been eatin' Pyro's wife?"
Envy slips into another fit of hacking and heaving.
"Mmmm I like you talking dirty to me. You like Sweet Vengeance too don't you? I'm a big fan of the move. Seems fitting in my case don't ya think?"
The violated vixen is unable to reply with words or laughter so she renders a middle finger over her shoulder in the direction of his voice.
"That's the spirit."
Approaching from behind, he lifts her onto his shoulders in a seated position and climbs onto the nearest middle buckle and faces toward the unfolded chair. Envy swats at him feebly but can't offer more resistance as he lifts her up by her thighs. Enough of the cobwebs disperse in time for her to fully comprehend her plight and she yells out "FUCK YOU NIC...." as he leaps from the buckle and pusher her forward and down face first onto the chair. The impact is diabolical and so powerful that the flat of the chair her face lands on is ripped clean off the legs supporting it. She lies motionless as time passes on, a large pool of blood forming under her face and drizzling off the section of chair beneath her.
Nicky is eager to see his work and kicks her onto her back then laughs joyfully at the sight. Her nose is bashed and bleeding profusely, as are her lips. Her forehead did not escape either, as a huge gash runs half the expanse of it. The rest of her busted up mug is swelling by the second and Nicky Boy can not contain his mirth. He summons his cohorts back into the ring and they celebrate with him, then congregate with their limbs intertwined and heads together to discuss something privately amongst themselves. They break from the huddle, the Dark Court suddenly ripping Envy's ring attire off of her body like village raiding barbarians, and stripping her down stark naked in front of the world. This sight brings the crowd to Nicky's side with chants of Holy Shit and This Is Awesome, their libidos proving to be their true moral compasses. In all of this excitement the Agent of Chaos has gotten hard in the pants and is now is desperate need to release the Truth; so he can breathe of course. He moves and stands at Envy's head, then unzips his trousers, and whips out his stonker.
"Motherfuckme not this again! Go to a commercial!"
Ray squeals like a girly girl and pumps his fists into the air
"PEOPLE'S PENIS! PEOPLE'S PENIS! PEOPLE'S PENIS!"
"This is supposed to be banned. He may get fired for doing this!"
Carson mocks the Rock's stupid hand motions and bounces off the set of ropes to the east, jumps over her almost dead body, then bounces off the set of ropes to the west and stutter steps before he does a jerk off motion and drops to his knees, smacking her across the forehead and eyes with his impossibly huge member. He shoves his penis back into his pants and stands up pounding his chest like a conquering warrior. Chris excuses himself from the ring and brings the Decimator title in to Carson, who grabs it and heaves it high over his head while placing a dominant boot atop Aryana's comatose body.
"I HAVE DECIMATED THE DECIMATOR. SHE IS WEAK, SHE IS PATHETIC. I AM THE TRUE DEALER OF DECIMATION, NOT HER! SHE DOES NOT DESERVE THIS TITLE."
Unbesknost to them, while Chris was retrieving the title, Kazue had exited as well and now scoots into view holding a branding iron in one hand and lighting kit in the other. They marvel at her level of cray-cray and pat her on the back. The group then busies themselves lighting the end of it. Chris eagerly takes the lead, being the Pyro Maniac that he is whilst Lee kicks Envy onto her stomach and Nick holds her down with his boot. The Dark Jester presses the hot branding iron against the weak bitch's right ass cheek and leaves it on for an agonizingly long time before removing it. The trauma her body undertakes springs her back to semi-consciousness. The camera zooms in afterward and the words etched forever in her flesh is "Nicked." Carson finds humor in it.
"Ahaha, that's right bitch, you've been Nicked. Welcome back to the party. You've missed a lot so let me recap. You've been beaten, stripped naked, had my dick slapped across your face, been branded for life and now you're going to lick my boots to complete the atrocities."
"Go fuck yourself Carson."
Her tongue lolls out of her mouth and the battered bitch’s eyes dance in their sockets. Pyro takes the opportunity to mount the diva’s back and shoves her face into Nick’s disgusting boot, her outstretch taste tester colliding with the surface of the Mauler’s repulsive shit kicker. Muffled screams of protest titillate the agent of Chaos as he watches in waning amusement whilst his comrade rubs the Kiwi’s mouth across the expanse of thorough slathered boot.
"That's right get it all up. I've never washed these boots. There's no telling how much dirt, blood, sweat, piss, shit and all the like are on there. You know, if you were a lot more powerful this would have not happened, but being the weak little cunt you are this is the only logical thing that could have happened tonight. I extended the olive branch to you and you broke it. Where is all your might now, Arayan? Where? Bahaha."
Satiated, the agent of chaos finds her unworthy of even licking his boots. He retracts his shoe from her undeserving mouth and stomps her head, knocking her out again. The Nephilim stand side by side as the scene fades, with the parting shot featuring Nicky Boy with a boot atop Envy's back and title held high.
