Robert kicks out immediately because Thunder Knuckles would never come out on top against Robert Main.



Soon I get to smash you face in.



Robert looks around...



Hell why wait until then.



Robert slides on a pair of brass Knuckles knocking TK on his prissy little ass. Robert waste no time pushing TK to the floor moving into a full mounted position. Robert throws lefts and rights. Blood flowing like wine on Sunday morning. TK is unconscious. Robert gets up spitting on TK then delivers a stiff kick to the ribs for good measure. He then lays a wanted poster on TKS chest chuckling to himself

GODMODE! Echoed through the air as Graves came in like a wrecking ball, or wait... ON a wreacking ball! Graves smashed into Main. The impact slammed him into a tree face first! Graves then spent the next 2 hours stomping on Main's head till it was mush. Then as Robert lay their looking lifeless, a thought occurred to Graves...