PPV: Reindeer Games (The Battle of the Five Armies)

The show commenced with the ring lit with multi-coloured lights—hues of red, white, and green to highlight the upcoming holidays. Taya stands within the centre, a table in front of her with a black cloth covering a pair of objects underneath. “Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to PCW’s Battle of Five Armies pay-per-view! Tonight is about the accumulation of all the talents’ hard work. Tonight we celebrate a year of PCW. Furthermore, we celebrate new beginnings because tonight, every championship match will be for brand new titles. Speaking of new championships...”

Taya looks down at the table in front of her and smiles. She snatched the cloth off to reveal the tag team championships. “The Dual Phoenix Championships... Titles that have started to collect a bit of dust because never has PCW been big enough for tag teams. I think now we’ve evolved enough to where these babies can be wrapped around two people’s waist, held by people who define what partnership and collaboration truly is. I suggest you start finding partners, kids because the race to be the first champions has begun. Enjoy the show.”

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Flash Morgan Webster vs Phil Jackal (Future Phoenix Championship)

Jackal and Flash start the match quickly with a series of countered arm drags and hip tosses. Jackal attempted to get the advantage using speed, but Flash was too quick for him to catch off guard. Morgan headbutted him outta nowhere that completely rocked Phil and the champion took advantage with a bicycle kick to the chest. He gets a one count and Jackal rolls out of the ring. Morgan rebounds off the ropes for a dive, but Phil cuts him off with an enzuigiri through the ropes. He climbs up high and lands a shooting star press for a two count pin.

The men continue to fight for the title, Jackal keeps control with speed and aggression. He wanted the title more than anything to prove that he not only belonged in PCW, but was elite competition. He catches Flash with a high kick followed by a back spin kick for a really close two count. Frustration starts to build and Phil throws punch after punch into the face. He eventually drops several knees into the gut before going up high again. He waits for Flash to stand before leaping off for a huracarrana, but Morgan catches him. He counters into a massive powerbomb for a close two count.

Flash takes control now, get close counts on Jackal, but he can’t keep the young man down. He slings him into the corner for a knee strike. Phil slumps to the mat and Morgan stomps him down into the corner. Phil rolls out onto the apron, trying to recuperate. Morgan steps out and goes for a kick, but Phil catches it. He kicks the leg and attempts a suplex onto the apron. Flash fights back and the two men struggle for the advantage. Morgan kicks the leg out from under Jackal and lands a DDT onto the apron before rolling Jackal in, setting him up for the 450 splash finish for the three-count and is awarded the Future Phoenix title.

Kyle O'Reilly vs CM Punk (I Quit Match)

The two men start off with a quick exchange with Kyle gaining the advantage. He tries to make Punk quit early with a scissors headlock hold, but Punk kips up and counters with an arm drag into the Anaconda Vice. O’Reilly refuses to quit and escapes by rolling through. The two men continue a back and forth struggle with Kyle getting the advantage again. Punk struggles to free himself from the body scissors but elbows the legs until Kyle let’s go. He connects with a vicious kick and takes control.

Punk keeps the advantage with quick moves that left Kyle’s guard shaken. He tosses the man into the ropes, looking for an enzuigiri, but Kyle hangs onto the ropes and rolls out for safety. Punk rebounds off the ropes and flies through for a dive. He takes down O’Reilly asks the referee to make him quit. Kyle refuses and Punk strikes down upon the man again and again. He climbs over the barricade to grab a trash can in the corner. He dumps the contents on O’Reilly before slamming the metal on top of him.

He forces the can over the head and torso before stomping down on it. Kyle is dazed as he gets to his feet, stumbling into the barricade. Punk charges towards him as Kyle leans against the steps. He looks for a knee strike, but O’Reilly sidesteps and Punk goes flying over. O’Reilly takes advantage, attacking the leg over and over again. He retrieves a chair, locking Punk’s leg into the folds before stomping down on it. CM Punk screeches in pain but refuses to quit. O’Reilly continues his assault on Punk, but he refused to quit time and time again.

O’Reilly eventually gets out a crutch from under the ring and swings, but Punk grabs it in time. He uses the crutch against O’Reilly, striking him in the gut and sides until Kyle was down. He uses the crutch for a submission hold, stretching on the neck area with the metal. O’Reilly is trapped, no amount of tapping helping him escape. The man hangs on for as long as he can until he yells into the mic that he quits to end the match and award Punk the victory.

Scarlett Bordeaux vs Taeler Hendrix vs Candice LeRae (Heart of Phoenix Championship)

Taeler and Candice immediately go after Scarlett, forcing the woman out of the ring early on. Taeler just as quickly turns on Candice, desperate for the win with a quick roll-up. She knew the odds were against her, but Candice wasn’t going down easy. The woman puts up a fight that has Taeler eventually trapped in the corner. LeRae connects with a corner splash before getting to the second rope. Scarlett climbs the apron and shoves her down. Bordeaux looks to cover Candice, but only gets the two count.

She takes control of the match, shoving Candice into the corner before doing the same to Taeler. She connects with vicious back elbows to the face of Hendrix, the back of the redhead’s skull bouncing off of Candice. Hendrix stumbles out of the corner and Scarlett goes for the swinging neckbreaker. Candice gets behind Scarlett for the Ballplex signature, but Bordeaux rolls out of the ring to avoid the pin. Candice takes control of Hendrix briefly before Taeler turns the tide.

The two women battle back and forth with Taeler looking to gain the advantage. She takes LeRae out with a heel kick, looking to end it all with the Kiss Goodnight. She lands it, but Haskins enters the ring, yelling at the referee as a distraction. Hendrix turns her attention to the woman and the two are face-to-face. Haskins smirks before headbutting Taeler. No disqualifications could be given, but the referee tried his best to control the situation. Candice puts an end to it with a Ballsplex to Vicky. The woman tumbles out of the ring only for Hendrix to try and take advantage.

Candice holds her own, the two women locked up in the centre of the ring. Bordeaux is back into the action and she spears them both to the mat. The woman looks to end Taeler, looking for the Scarlett Letter, but Hendrix doesn’t allow it, planting her for the DDT for a two-count. Hendrix beats down on Scarlett, making her pay for the humiliation the past couple of weeks. She plants Bordeaux for the finish, but Candice breaks the count. The two women battle back and forth while Scarlett crawls to the corner. Haskins is slowly back on her feet and slides in Laurie. Bordeaux quickly utilizes the wired bat against both women before tossing Hendrix out of the ring. Vicky keeps Taeler down while Scarlett lands the finisher on Candice for the victory. The two women celebrate as Scarlett is awarded the new Heart of Phoenix Championship.

Frankie Valentine vs Rhea Ripley (Tables Match)

Rhea and Frankie start with a slugfest, both women trying to destroy the other with strike after strike. Rhea overpowers her with a nasty boot to the gut and follows up with a powerbomb. She continues to beat down on Frankie, eventually choking the woman with her bare hands. Ripley immediately goes for a weapon, snatching a chair from the commentary table as Griffin looks on. She tosses the chair on top of Frankie before getting more and more, slamming them on her former friend. Frankie is buried underneath the whole, Ripley looks to secure a table.

She sets it up in the corner just as Frankie slowly rises from the pile. Rhea turns only to be speared into the table, but not enough power to break it. Frankie hisses in rage, slamming the head against the wood over and over until Rhea is barely conscious. The smaller woman lifts Ripley up, showing her own strength, and connects with a flapjack to the pile of chairs. Both women take damage, but Ripley lies still as Frankie slowly makes her way to ringside. She finds a kendo stick and viciously attacks Ripley. Welps formed on the exposed skin and Ripley has to roll out of the ring to escape. Frankie goes after her, but Rhea stops her with a dropkick.

Both women are down for a while, but Ripley rises first. She slams Frankie’s head into the ring post and the woman begins to bleed. That doesn’t stop strike after strike from coming in contact with her face. Ripley kicks her down in the chest and searches the crowd before snatching a cup of soda. She drinks it before spitting the drink onto Frankie. She pours the rest on her and the crowd disapproves heavily. Rhea continues her assault on Frankie before grabbing a new table. She sets it up before lifting Frankie up high. The woman fights back on instinct, escaping the oncoming attack and uppercuts her opponent. Rhea is dazed and Frankie slings her onto the apron. She lifts Rhea up, looking for the powerbomb, but Ripley fights out of it.

The two battle it out on the apron, taking each other down with a double big boot. Frankie wipes the blood from her face, struggling to see as she rolled back into the ring. Rhea slowly stands on the apron and instinct kicks in for Frankie. She charges and spears Rhea through the ropes, both women crashing through the table on the outside. Frankie is proclaimed the winner as Rhea went through first.

Pavor Nox vs Spike Trivet (Porcelain Deathmatch)
(With Special Referee Zara Sabre)

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Protege Moi started low on the speakers, broken and cracking then there was a loud scratch over what sounded to be a record and a far away version of "Questo è il fin di chi fa mal" began to play only coming in louder and more clearly as every light went black at once except for one solid bright blue path of light leading from the ramp down to the ring.

The cheerful nature of the song at odds with the image set before the audience at large. Six dolls of different heights, all in black with an accent colour of their own carrying Spike Trivet's unconscious body as if they were a funeral procession. Their faces eyes were cold, bored and impassive but their mouths were all set in unsettlingly wide, joyous smiles. One each had his arms, one had his head, one had his torso and one each had his legs all of them holding him aloft above their heads.

The music ended leaving a deafening silence save for the tinkering and clicking of intricate porcelain parts moving together. The guest referee, Zara Sabre moved as though she was going to run for Spike but the dolls turned in unison to look at her making a barrier in front of Spike. For only a moment she recoiled then looked as though she was going to make a violent grab for one of the doll's arms but a voice interrupted her and Pavor Nox appeared at the top of the ramp.

He was draped in a cloak of black feathers. Parts of his outfit looked structured, almost like spider legs growing from the wings of a raven. From his forehead to just below his eyes was completely blackened and his pale blue gaze cut through to the ring.

"You may want to reconsider that move, dear referee if you want to maintain your dignity."

Before him, he pushed an antique wheelchair painted black. Sitting on its cushion was the precise and perfect doll in Spike's likeness. It sat prim and proper. "I could turn this doll against you, show you what he can do, make you fight him... but now is not the time."

In the ring, the real spike looked as though he was waking from a trance. He scuttled back for the turnbuckle away from the dolls and started to right himself. Zara's attention was diverted not by Pavor but by Spike waking. Still, she was hearing the words of the fear monger, they both were.

As though he didn't notice any difference, Pavor continued. "The two of you... are a hindrance. You have taken something from me. You think you have an advantage over me. I have seen your weaknesses displayed for me and the world as clear as crystal. You started this, Spike. You have done this to yourself. So... through your death, through your destruction, a rebirth shall come." He walked to the front of the wheelchair, stroking the hair of effigy of his opponent.

"Let us see you crawl your way from hell cutting your body bloody on your ascent. Prove you can stand in the face of fear again and bare your soul instead of just your teeth."

The towering figure curled downward, pressing his lips to those of the doll in the wheelchair. Its eyes rapidly blinked open, a purple glow coming from them, shedding light on Pavor's pale face. His fingers flexed and clicked, his body jerked and rotated its way from the chair.

Pavor moved out of its way and it collapsed to the ground in a loud eerie crack that garnered a collective gasp from the crowd who was captivated but unsure how to react. Far faster than it should have been able to, the Spike doll clambered to all fours and crawled to the apron, grabbing and ripping at it, tugging viciously at the ropes to pull itself up, it's nails and fingers breaking against the mat, tearing holes where it landed. Its jaw and teeth gnashed, breaking a piece of its own lip clean off onto the ramp below it. As it raced right for Spike, rearing up it let out an unearthly, echoing howl that ended in a broken mechanical sounding shriek. Zara tried to react and intervene but wasn't fast enough. She fought against the dolls, knocking one to the ground to try to get to Spike but the others were steadfast and blocked her way.

Just as the copy of spike had its real base pinioned in the corner with its mouth and eyes open unnaturally wide, the lights cut completely out. They only shuddered back to life after a sound like a hundred plates being shattered in an earthquake tore through the arena. When light returned, there were millions of pieces of the Spike doll laying on the canvas, scattered pieces still twitching and twisting. One glass eye uselessly blinked and spun in the last remaining piece of its face. Pavor loomed over Spike for a moment more, then dismissed his dolls who climbed dutifully out of the ring, one clutching its arm.

Though Spike looked stunned, he started to laugh. All eyes but Pavor's turned to him. The nightmare personified had his back to him, shucking off his cloak and handing it down to two dolls who took it reverently, briefly fighting between themselves on who got to keep a hold of it. Finally, the black haired figure turned again, pivoting slowly on one heel to see why the British wrestler still hadn't ceased in his mirth. "You really do try, don't you, Nox? All this pomp and circumstance? And what's it even going to matter when your body's laying over all those broken pieces. I told you before I'm not afraid of you. You still have another chance, if you want to reconsider working for me. I already pulled myself from that hell if you want to call it that. And when I take you down, I'll sit on the throne of it."

There wasn't a chance for either of them to say another word because Zara cleared her throat and something fell from the ceiling. It was a long chain, unravelling with the end of it less than a foot from the ring mat. She gave it a good yank and there was a muffled cry from above. A steel cage lowered slowly, the bound and gagged form of Somnium Diem squirmed inside of it. Pavor's teeth clenched and Spike looked absolutely thrilled. Zara continued. "Tonight's match is a hardcore match, no disqualifications. You're fighting for the doll. If Spike wins, you work for him and he does whatever he wants with the stupid doll. If Pavor wins," She said with a sneer "He gets his doll back permanently. To win, you have to reach the doll and open the door."

A little further from the cage a chain ladder clattered down, the last rung several feet from the ground. "Get up to him however you can."

From the moment the bell rang, Spike ran at Pavor, a handful of porcelain in his grip. He threw the shards right at Pavor's face, starting the deathmatch off right by drawing first blood, a small rivulet dragging down a pale cheek. The match was bitter and bloody, neither one of them wanting to let the other have the upper hand. Spike wore Pavor down with a series of brawling punches. As the king of fear fell back into the ropes, Spike climbed up the dangling chain. He got part way up then saw an opening when Pavor started to regain balance. He weighed his options and took a risk. He threw himself in a clumsy splash from the chain and the taller wrestler caught him with an expression on his face that caused the audience to chant "You fucked up!"

The nightmare lifted the pampered prince high and dropped him, shredding his back on the shards with a particularly vicious Acrophobia. Spike tried to crawl away, tearing his hands on pieces as he went. He couldn't get far before he was lifted and dropped in the same move a second time.

Pavor was sure he could make it to the doll. Almost no one had gotten up from that move so there was no way Spike would get back from two. He took his time, just tall enough to grip the bottom rung of the ladder. He pulled himself up with sheer force and core strength. One foot lifted and gained purchase on the ladder. The other raised but only got part way. A bloody hand tore at his boot. Both hands gripped desperately and through the struggle, Spike managed to climb up Pavor's body, the two precariously dangling and swinging off the ladder.

The Modern Day Morpheus lost his balance and his grip but swung the ladder enough that he caught himself on the chain. The two raced, clambering upward. The privilege bred snake went as fast as he could but his hands had sustained serious damage. The nightmare held onto the chain, reeling from a hard headbutt he'd taken while he was partway up.

Both of them managed through much hardship to reach the dangling cage, jostling it and making the doll scream. He fought to get free, naturally leaning in Pavor's direction. It looked for a moment like a shimmering blackness passed between them and his creator faltered once again, long legs dangling while his hands gripped the bars above. Spike stomped mercilessly on his fingers, laughing victoriously when one hand had to release its grip. In his celebration, he stopped paying attention to his situation and lost his own footing. The Englishman shouted as he fell, straining his arms when he managed to grab onto the ladder to keep himself from permanent damage.

Pavor pulled himself, achingly slow from his near fall and got to his feet just as Spike started to climb again. The doll cried out his name and the nightmare deity ripped open the door, taking the doll's hands in his, undoing his binds.

Down below, Zara looked furious but she called the match and slowly the cage was lowered to the ground. The temporary referee was shaking when she walked up to Pavor, hate in her eyes. Spike climbed his way down, cursing.

Pavor looked down at Zara and bent his knees so that she could properly raise his hand in victory, gloating over her. Somnium stumbled, his already unusual legs moving slower than normal from being bound for so long. He pulled the cloth from his eyes, seeing his creator for the first time in weeks. He smiled up at the victor approaching, but his joy was short lived. One of Zara's feet lifted and kicked Somnium in the chest with a sickening crack. He fell back to the broken shards of the other doll. The referee released Pavor's hand and while he reached for her she leapt onto the doll with a fist raised and all the lights went out one more time accompanied by a crash of something breaking that sounded a lot more wet and solid than the porcelain from before a scream that didn't belong to Somnium.

Sami Callihan vs Jenny Blake (Rise of the Phoenix Championship)

Jenny takes caution as Callihan follows her every move. The two circle the ring with Sami licking his chops like Blake was his next meal. The man charges her and Blake rolls through to evade him. She turns to quickly dodge another charge. She attempts to take him down with a jumping DDT, but Callihan is too strong and plants her with a spinebuster. He goes for the pin, then breaks it up at two, yanking her head up. He slings Jenny across the mat and the woman crawls into the corner. Sami charges and dazed her with a knee strike to the face. Blake already looks out of it as he drags her by the leg.

Callihan forced Blake to his feet and tosses her into the ropes before planting her again with a pop-up powerbomb. Blame chokes as the wind is knocked out of her. The fans attempt to rally behind her as Kay watches on, eyeing Callihan as he practically tortures his opponent. Sami slaps Jenny hard across the face while she’s down before looking for the pin. Kay only gets to two before Jenny kicks out. Callihan looks on in slight wonder as Jenny remains in the fight. Kay makes sure she’s still conscious enough to fight before Sami yanks Jenny to her feet. He tosses her into the corner, looking to set her up for a suplex.

The luchadora fights back, struggling to stop his assault. He lifts her up high, looking to plant her, but she manages to counter into a neckbreaker from the top rope. They both eat the canvas and take the damage, but Blake crawls over for the pin. Callihan kicks out at two. Blake slowly gets to her feet, using the ropes to stand. She watches as Sami tries to stand as well, using the chance to catch him with a Canadian Destroyer as she rebounds off the ropes. The crowd goes wild as Jenny races for the cover. Sami kicks out a beat three count. Jenny attempts to lift him to his feet, looking to capitalize, but he shoves her back hard before connecting with a bicycle kick.

He steps towards her as if he meant to pin her, but instead, he turns to Allysin. The former champion raises and brow and Callihan starts closing the space between them. Kay immediately removes the hair tie from her wrist and tosses her hair up as Sami gets in her face. “You see that, bitch? She can’t beat me and neither could your punk ass!” Allysin simply looks on with a growing smile and steps back. Sami continues to mouth off as Blake slowly ascends to the top rope. Only when he turned did she leap off for a crossbody pin. He kicks out, but Blake yanks him up as best as she can for the pump handle driver into the pin for the shocking three count victory.

Jenny celebrates as Allysin hands get the new championship. Tears well up in her highs and she holds the belt up high before exiting the ring. The fans celebrate with her as Allysin remains in the ring with a grin on her face. She bends down to a weakened Callihan and forms a wicked smile before holding her pinky up. “Told you I was coming for your head, boy.” Kay shoves his head playfully and exits the ring to leave Sami pondering over his loss.

Hania vs Harlow O'Hara (Buried Alive Casket Match)

Harlow and Hania finally stand across the ring from each other, knowing someone was about to buried outside this arena in a perfectly set up casket. The titantron revealed the casket wide open with Corvus, Vipress, Indigo, and Priscilla near the area. All four kept a close eye on each other while also viewing the monitor set outside for them to see. Hania makes the first move and goes for a clothesline. Harlow easily shoves her down. Hania goes for a dropkick, but Harlow still stands. The Huntress doesn’t let this hinder her confidence. She rebounds off the ropes and finally takes her down with a dropkick to the leg. She takes control by keeping Harlow grounded. She tries to drag Harlow out of the ring, but the woman kicks her back. O’Hara slides out of the ring and shoulder tackles Hania to the floor.

She doesn’t move as Harlow continues to attack her. The priestess takes a liking to a sledgehammer found under the ring and attacks the leg over and over until something makes a cracking sound. The referee checks on her. Something was obviously broken due to her cries of pain, but she forces him back, using the railing to move. O’Hara slowly follows behind her, stalking her like a snake in the grass. She grabs Hania by the hair and she counters with an enzuigiri. The pain in her right leg flares up, but Hania lumps to her opponent, laying in punch after punch while she’s down. The Huntress grabs the hammer and swings, landing on the gut and blood sputters out of O’Hara’s mouth. The fans watch in horror as Hania attempts to kill the woman with swing after swing. She eventually loses the strength to continue and Harlow barely moves.

She attempts to crawl up the ramp, her insides likely crushed under the weight of the hammer. Hania limps after her, grabbing the priestess by the hair. She slams the face into the ground as Harlow continued to pull herself along the ramp. She manages to counter, tossing Hania into the barricade. The two women throw strikes back and forth as they exit the arena, eventually tumbling outside.

Indigo, Priscilla, Corvus, and Vipress look on as both woman brawl in the dirt. No one was allowed to interfere. Hania grabs dirt and shoves it in O’Hara’s mouth, making her choke on it. The priestess headbutts her back before spitting out the dirt. She gets to her feet and leans against the PCW building. Hania charged with her limp and O’Hara knees her in the gut.

She slings Hania’s head into the building again and again until blood smears the wall. Indigo tries to check on her, but Priscilla gripped her arm so tight it left a mark. Hania chose to fight and she had to suffer the consequences. Indigo watched as her friend was rag dolled onto the pavement near the building. Hania was on her last leg, literally and figuratively. The woman could barely stand, but she kept trying and trying until O’Hara had enough. She dragged the wolf to the open grave, the casket beckoning someone to fall in. Corvus and Vipress backed off, putting their masks on once more as Harlow lifted Hania’s lifeless body up high. Indigo snatched away from Priscilla and ran full speed for her friend, but Vipress kicked her down hard.

Priscilla was now pissed, looking to retaliate, but Corvus was on her in seconds and tossed her into the dirt. O’Hara laughed as she flung Hania into the casket. She shut the lid and commanded Corvus and Vipress to release the other two. Indigo was still down and Priscilla came to her aid. She watched as Harlow’s smile widened. She wasn’t done. Corvus approached the priestess and handed her a match as Vipress kicked half-empty jugs of gas behind the building onto the casket. “That wasn’t part of the deal!” Priscilla screamed. She looked to stop them, but Harlow sparked the match and flung it onto the casket. It went up in flames, smoke filling the air quickly. All three vanished into the night as Priscilla screamed for help. Indigo watched, unable to move, as the red-orange hues burned brightly against the night sky.

Tyler Breeze vs Natalya vs Will Ospreay vs Pete Dunne vs Shaul Guerrero vs Alisha Edwards vs Charlie Morgan vs Indi Hartwell vs Jay Lethal vs Fire Ant vs Pentagon vs Jack Sexsmith vs Paige vs Joey Ryan

The bell rings and it’s every man for themselves. Back and forth they all go, but they can’t all survive. Natalya makes the first elimination by tossing out Shaul early on. The returning Joey Ryan struggles momentarily to stay in as Paige attempts to shove him over the top rope. He lands on the apron and delivers a shoulder black over the top rope to her. The raven-haired beaut separates herself from the sleaze. Meanwhile, Pete looks to eliminate Lethal. The two struggle in the corner for dominance, but neither could overpower the other. Dunn settles for a vicious bend of the arm around the ropes to weaken Jay. He later connects with a forearm to daze him. Will is careful to stay in as he springboards from the ropes with a DDT to Indi Hartwell.

Indi rolls into the ropes but stays in. She recuperates on the outside before stepping back in as Ospreay attempts to send her out again with a clothesline. She lands on the apron and fights her way back inside before taking it to Will will multiple strikes. Fire Ant takes on Paige, combatting the woman as best as he can, but she outsmarts him and uses his momentum to send him over the ropes and to the floor. She celebrates long enough got Natalya to get her second elimination by tossing Paige over. Jack fights off Pentagon with multiple forearms and looks for a rebounding huracarrana, but Pentagon counters with a powerbomb to the outside on top of Fire.

The chaos continues with Ryan disturbing Alisha by pouring baby oil on his chest. The woman pretends to barf before suddenly chopping his chest multiple times with aggression. The small woman gets wild and takes him down with a clothesline. Alisha drags him to the ropes, looking to send him over, but he’s too heavy. Indi races over and helps shove Joey to the outside. Alisha high-fives her before Hartwell tosses her over as well to the floor. Charlie Morgan cones racing into the corner and leap springboards off for a huracarrana over the top rope to Indi. Hartwell doesn’t go down, but Morgan slides and kicks the legs to send Hartwell to the floor.

Natalya and Pete show their strength as they attempt to send each other over. Pete lifts the woman up high eventually, trying to toss her over and Pentagon comes up from behind to send Pete over, causing both competitors to topple to the floor. Jay attempts to take advantage and sends Pentagon over the top, but he hangs on. Jay attempts to kick him off and Will comes running with a big boot to send him to the floor. Jay tried to take Will out next, but Ospreay counters. He sends Jay over the top, but he hangs on. Before Ospreay can capitalize, Charlie zips past him with a dropkick that sends Jay to the floor.

The two square off and now they go back and forth, looking for an edge over the other. Will takes Morgan down with a tilt-a-whirl arm drag and she crawls into the corner. He follows up with a clothesline before leaping off the top quickly with a crossbody. He attempts to toss her out, but she fights back and they struggle against the ropes. Ospreay whips Charlie into the ropes and tries to send her over as she rebounds, but she hangs onto the ropes and hooks Will from the apron for a suplex that sends him to the floor. Morgan did it! She’s the last one—Tyler Breeze crawls into the ring under the ropes and spears Charlie down to the floor. He was never thrown over the top and never eliminated. Breeze stole it right from under Charlie and now has earned a future championship match.

PPV: Reindeer Games (The Battle of the Five Armies)

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