A smirk appears on Distor's face as he approaches Hemorrhage.
"Man, y'know the third time is a charm. Tonight, it may be a curse. You never know."
"Pity I've got other stuff planned for tonight, otherwise I may just keep the sense of mind to not end the match within the first three minutes."
Distor then walks past, hand raised in a lazy waving guesture.
"At least you've got people to back you up against the Revolution. The last thing I need is another shocking appearance from them.