Charon raised one eyebrow and sighed.

"Again with the Hell in a cell, no one has any imagination these days. Honestly, this has got to be the one match that I can win blindfolded."

She fiddled with the pen for a few minutes apparently deep in thought.

"I have a better idea, I'll be honest everyone's getting bored with Hell in a Cell matches, I think people would be more interested in a Death in a Cage match....."

Dylious stared at her, he gestured for her to continue and to explain.

"A full cage is lowered interwoven with barbed wire and razor wire. Interspersed throughout the cage attached by chains, ropes etc are various and numerous weapons. Useful things like chainsaws, whips, baseball bats with spikes and many other variations on this theme.....I think you get the idea. There's no rules, you win by either beating your opponent so badly they can't continue, knocking them out completely or killing them. But if you're not man enough to accept the change of match up I'll understand and I'll sign this piece of paper for your hell in a cell snorefest match?!"

It was Richards turn to stare at her, he turned round and took her by the arm.

"Are you crazy?"

Charon smiled in the disarming way she could when she wanted something.

"You guys want rid of this loon as much as I do right?"

Richard nodded.

"Yeah but this is suicide, I can't let you sign up to such a match!"

Charon lowered her voice further.

"Don't be a moron Richard. You're forgetting one little thing."

He shrugged he had no idea what she was on about.

"I have that little inability to die remember?"

A smile crossed Richards face as the lightbulb went on in his head and he nodded cockily as he turned back to the table. The two of them sat back down and Richard now turned to Dylious.

"I've had a few stern words with Charon regarding the terms of the contract but I now have no objections to this new match, so Dylious are you agreeable to the changes?

They both now stared at Dylious across the table.