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Thankfully, Dallas was no longer a target for Miranda and the coast was clear. For now. Standing to her feet, she dismissed her original plans for Relinquished, seeing as he was now being taken care of by Bad Boy and Good Question. Very good, onto something much more important.

This was a first in a long while that Dallas and Omega had been in a ring together; she wanted to make it count, to make it memorable. Standing to her feet, Dallas rubbed at the area that had been struck with Miranda's knee before making her way over to the Inversions, careful to avoid getting hit with any collateral damage from the chaos currently unfolding in the ring. "Thanks for that," she would tell the trio, mostly towards Omega, "How should we hand-..."

Now, here's where Dallas had made a mistake. She figured due to her closeness to Omega, that Alpha and Gamma wouldn't mind her at all. But boy, was she wrong.

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Dallas had smiled at Omega when she saw him, feeling that sense of comfort and familiarity around him which was very much needed among this mass of bodies she wasn't all too familiar with. It was nice to have a friend around, an ally. As she was in the middle of her question, she was struck simultaneously by Omega's pals, one aimed at her back, while the other struck her head.

Down she went with a cry, collapsing at Omega's feet. At first, she didn't realize it was Alpha and Gamma that had hit her. Perhaps someone else had targeted her now. Her hands gripped at Omega's boots and legs as she tried, and failed, to pull herself up.

Dallas could hear Omega yell at his two companions, scolding them for attacking her, unprovoked and seemingly without reason. But it seemed they had their own agenda; they seemed like they would stop at nothing to help Omega, even if it meant taking out someone he was close to. She was grabbed by Gamma and lifted to her feet. She was still dazed from the blow to the head, as well as the ache in her back. Her vision was rather foggy and her perception was skewed greatly for the time being, living her an open target for the Inversions. "M-Mi rey...?" Dallas called out to Omega, using the term of endearment she had always called him by. Was he going to help her? Was he going to call off his friends?

He was trying to talk some sense into them, something Dallas appreciated as for now, there wasn't much that she could do. The ache in her head was beginning to pound, making it hard to focus. That was, until Alpha slapped her across the face, hard enough to get Dallas' face to turn in the direction of the hit, her hair falling over her face. Her cry of pain was heard along with the sound of his hand hitting her face. She could hear the crowd booing in disapproval, rather surprised at this sudden turn of events.

She could feel the anger begin to build within her, slowly but surely burning as intense as the hand print on her face where he had slapped her. Her head turned upwards as she began to see things a bit more clearly now (somewhat thanks to his slap). Dallas glared those hazel eyes at Alpha, unable to retaliate just yet due to Gamma holding onto her.

"Chinga...tu madre, puto..."

Her foul words barely managed to escape her lips. The rage inside Dallas only grew as he whispered those harsh words into her ear, revealing his intent to overthrow her hard earned spot as Omega's star pupil. Never. Never will that ever happen, not so long as she lived. He slapped her hard once more, earning him another grunt like cry from Dallas. However, this second slap was enough to clear Dallas' head completely, the pain causing a surge of adrenaline to rush through her, giving her enough time to act quickly at what was coming next.

As Alpha ran the ropes, Dallas squirmed and tried to break free from Gamma's hold as Alpha came back at her with a running drop kick! However, if she had successfully broken free, she would try to duck and dodge out of the way before the dropkick could hit her.