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Dante let out a devilish smile. She liked this guy, Mako. She couldn't wait to fight, but she honestly did have some questions. Dante eyed the rings, they looked solid, hard, and perfect for her quirk, but she needed to be sure of something. Dante raised her hand and began to speak to the large wolfman. Obviously ready to start fighting. [Color=maroon]"what are these rings made of? I dont have to be afraid of breakin' em do I?... erm Mr.Nahino"[/color] she added on the last bit, remembering her manners. 
As Dante waited for the response she looked in wonder at these arena's. Man, this was so much nicer than where she was used to fighting. Dante began to hop slightly, letting her arms fall to her sides, she was getting antsy, but oh boy, She was so [b]PUMPED![/B]