Utterly horrified by the beating Deadblood was currently taking from Kizmat with the folding chair, Sheri couldn’t bear to stand by idly anymore. She had to act now, and quickly. They couldn’t afford to let him lose the title, and on another level Sheri really didn’t enjoy seeing him having the hell beaten out of him by this crazy creep. As insane as she might think Deadblood was at the moment for participating in something like this match, there was no way that she just just stand there and not do something to help him.

But what? She didn’t want to do anything too overt, and possibly cost him the match that way should it be detected, but she needed to do something fast, and something drastic enough to swing the odds back in Deadblood’s favor. Suddenly it hit her. This creep out in the ring whaling on him with that chair was every bit as crazy as Deadblood, if not even more so. He came across to her as seriously unhinged, the way he swung that chair with what seemed like blind rage and the way he’d spewed his earlier profanity laced rant. As outrageous as everything she’d seen him do so far this evening, she prayed that what she was about to do would just be taken as more evidence of outright lunacy on Kizmat’s part.

Giving a hard mental wrench, harder than she’d anticipated having to give actually, given the strength of Kizmat’s grip on that folding chair, she forced the chair up and back against the creature wielding it. Sheri pushed a bit further, bringing it down hard on him, over and over, hoping to give Deadblood enough leeway to get away from that psycho and regain the upper hand here. Deadblood was stirring, a good sign she thought, and she turned her attention to the katana laying on the ground a few feet away from her where she’d dropped it earlier as the fight had begun to heat up. Giving Kizmat one more hard blow with the chair and then mentally shoving him backwards for good measure in an attempt to trip him up, she slid the katana across the floor before deftly sending it sliding across the floor and up through the electrified cage grate to rest near Deadblood, ready and waiting for him.

She held her breath, wondering if her gamble would pay off here.