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>Red Hands(c) Vs Keron Croakie Vs BSDRed Hands is tough but Dia now knows that the monster is not unbeatable. BSD and Keron Croakie had beaten the stuffing out of each other during the Clusterfork Match and she even had the young amphibian as good as beaten several times, but the chaotic nature of the contest had kept the referee out of position until that one vital moment where she'd let her guard down and been submitted. It was a disappointment, to be sure, but any of the participants could've won that match and Dia was thrilled by the level of competition in the Hardcore division.
Dia had made a vow to elevate the Hardcore Championship so it was seen as equally prestigious as the WWA World Championship. Who would've guessed that young Red Hands would be the only legitimate singles champion in the company?
Three seconds.
That's all she'd need.
Suddenly the image of a gun in a young woman's mouth and Key coldly pulling the trigger twice, the look of terror on the security officers face then relief when nothing happened. That's what real power looks like. Dia shakes the images out of her mind. "Not like that", "That's not who I am". She forces herself to refocus on the task ahead.
>"Keron Croakie, I'm sorry for your loss.">"Red Hands, I'm sorry for what I have to do."Dia places her hand on the window and gazes out over the town towards the arena with a smile as the sun rises.
>"Not long now." 