The United Kingdom Elite (C) vs Juniper Nayle and Nick Solem

John wasn't the fastest in the squared circle, unless it came to diving at a person's legs to cinch in a submission hold. Simply because he was mostly a big guy, he wasn't the tallest out of Tension's guys. But still Lucy was the speedy one out of the UK Elite, which came in handy when she earned the ire of the master of creation. Which was often.

But the strong upper body of John certainly came in handy here, as it allowed him to apply a grand belly to belly suplex against Nick. Mr Carnaby could do more than just intricate submission holds, Ryan had taught him to apply his power and slam someone. Still John was feeling knackered at this point, he'd handled both Juniper and Nick. Plus moving so quickly after having his figure 4 reversed wasn't going to do anything good to the artist's lower limbs.

Perhaps it was time to make for a tag to Britain's paragon, it looked as if Ryan was ready and fresh enough for a change of legal team members. Giving a nod Ryan asked for silent permission, John took one quick look behind himself. Before making a quick crawl attempt to his corner, Nick could either try and stop the artist or attempt to get Juniper in. But he'd better not take too long, else he'll have a fresh British paragon who would show no mercy to deal with.

"HEY!"

Nick, his neck in pain from taking the brunt of John's attack, grabbed anywhere he could on the man. "You just go ma slam me, then leave? What the help kind of opponent is that?!" He tries to pull John in closer to him and away from Ryan. "You gotta make sure that if you're gonna switch..."

He cocked a fist back to throw punches to wherever he was able to on John's body. "Your opponent will stay down!"

John was hoping to make a quick tag, keep going in and out. And let the UK Elite wear down the opponent, still Nick just wasn't done yet. Mr Carnaby hoped that after getting slammed by a guy like him you'd probably stay down for a little bit, apparently not. Because Nick had grabbed hold of John, nipping the attempt that the master of creation made to get his partner in.

"Tch!" John seethed out, Nick caught the artist unaware here. And the opponent was throwing blind blows at John. This wasn't the first time something like this happened to Mr Carnaby, like when he fought against Makoto Takeda in the tag tournament. The blows hurt sure, but John knew what to do. Get the enemy off of him, with that in mind the master of creation made to move his legs up. And then....

"Fuck off!" John shouted, he'd then make to kick Nick right from off of him. Still the artist knew that he'd only buy himself seconds, so Mr Carnaby would try to get himself to a vertical base as quickly as he could manage. One chance, that's all the artist was going to need. Then he could get Britain's paragon in, who waited on the apron ready for the opportunity.

Nick gritted his teeth, trying to throw a random punch to somewhere where it would hurt John enough to put him down. But, there wasn't anything he could do. A brutal kick caught him in yr race, forcing him to let go and scoot back to his side if the rung, holding his face. He knew now that John wasn't vying for the ropes. He was tagging.

Nick reaches the arm not on his face back with bad accuracy. Luckily, Juniper was able to grab him and drag him out of the ring. She set Nick down with his back to the ring. "Don't go after him. If he wants to switch, let him switch. Just get back to me same time he goes, okay?"

Without waiting for Nick's response, Juniper slides under the ropes and he's into the ring with Ryan.

John knew what he was wanting to do, get out the ring and bring in the fresh British paragon. That was the goal, and every second was precious. The artist had managed to kick Nick off of himself, that meant he could now free himself and move. The goal was going to be easier now, Nick had the right idea. But the master of creation was focused on getting Ryan in and having him clean house, he was the wrecking ball after all.

Still the British duo were surprised by Juniper suddenly moving in and grabbing hold of Nick, John remained crouching as the pair went out the ring. Lifting an eyebrow at the scene, only for Ryan to say "John now!"

Mr Carnaby didn't need to be told twice, he quickly lept at Ryan. Slapping his open hand and rolling to the right under the apron, the paragon of Britain was now in the ring. Mr Knight hadn't forgotten the actions of Juniper, and would seek to gain payback for it. Maybe display his new signature move on her. Shit was about to get real, John got himself standing back up on the apron. So far it hadn't really gone the way the UK Elite would like it, but that was about to change in the minds of Britain's best.

Ryan was just going to bide his time, pacing around the ring with a focused look on his face. As if daring the enemy to strike, no signs of fear or hesitation on the features of the British paragon.

Juniper hopped into the ring and takes a few steps forward. "Alright, Ryan. Lets get--Oh! Wait!" She runs back to where she left Nick, who was still holding his eye region. She grabbed his hand and slapped it, putting it back on his face.

The redhead turned around to face Ryan once again. "Alright....Now I'm back. Lemme see what you go in you. I wanna wrap this up and stop the constant switches." She winks at him. "Don't need to keep two handsome men here all day when they could be home...WEEPING over their lost belts!"

If Juniper was hoping to make a good impression alongside Nick, then to be frank in the eyes of Mr Knight they were not. They just didn't seem to have the same cohesion and unity that Britain's best possessed, heck if Juniper wasn't facing the British paragon then when she went back to make the tag official she'd have been attacked for sure.

Mr Knight frowned and shook his head, he hadn't forgotten what happened earlier. All he needed was one chance to get one up on Juniper, and that was it. He wasn't fazed in the least, time to show why Ryan had the name of paragon of Britain. That wasn't just some fancy title Ryan gave himself, in his eyes he earned that moniker.

Flexing his muscles Ryan would then near Juniper and motion for her to go into a lockup against him. "Prove it." Mr Knight simply stated to her. The aristocrat daring her to challenge him lest she lose face, he was ready for her. John had done enough, it was time for the leader of the UK Elite to take charge now.

"Prove it? Gladly..." Juniper raised her arms and ran at Ryan full speed to lock up with him. He was ready for her, hopefully. Juniper connects the lock up and grins wide. "You really think about it? Who's stronger doesn't matter. Whoever has more will to win matters..."

"And I think I've got more than you!" She pushes hard on Ryan's shoulders, looking to force him back into the corner on his side.

Ryan was now stoic in place, calm and composed. He was daring and baiting Juniper to dare and come close, earlier was a fluke. She got the drop on him there, now it wasn't going to happen. The paragon of Britain was fresh thanks to the master of creation, the pair were a well oiled machine. As was needed for the tag champions, you had to trust your partner. Through thick and thin, and the UK Elite banded together.

So if Juniper thought she was going to have an easy time and steamroll Ryan, she was going to be in for a sore revelation. Because Mr Knight spent every day training, making sure he stayed in tip top shape. Juniper talked about the will to win, and that strength didn't matter. The British man's stoic features gave way to a tiny smirk, and he muttered "On that, I guess we agree."

Then suddenly Ryan would give out a loud and bestial like roar, and tensed his arms up hard. The plan was to overpower Juniper here, and literally bumrush her right to the ropes. Where Mr Knight was going to start setting the pace with a couple of knee shots to the gut from there.

Her very eyes widden when Ryan smirked. She growls and tries to brace herself for whatever he had. But, his sudden yell threw Juniper off guard, enough so that she was taken across the ring by Ryan!

She tries to stop him, but was powerless to do so. Unfortunately, she couldn't back up enough for him and ended up stumbling and falling back on her butt. "Gau! O-Ow..." She groans. She didn't think that Ryan could possibly come down on her!