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Dita had mixed feelings about her hardcore match. On one hand, she liked the idea of letting loose with the the creativity of her attacks and counter attacks, without having to be concerned about breaking any rules. On the other hand, that meant being victim to that type of brutality as well, which wasn't exactly a pleasant thought.
Nonetheless, her theme played....
And she arrived!

Dita would move with the beat of her theme toward the ring, yes, but it wasn't eith her usual upbeat attitude. Not, it was with a laser focus. She woukd step up the steel stairs, enter the ring, head to the corner and lean against it. She would then stare out toward the ramp, focused on figuring out what she needed to do to take down who ever walked down it as soon as she possibly could.

