Brycee's sense of relief in being released was short-lived as the pain in her arms rendered them almost useless. All she could do was lie on her back and tamely kick at Del Monacco to fend off an attack. Alex methodically stalked her as Brycee tried to scramble away. As the blood rushed back into her arms, Brycee felt the savage pain of life coming back into them. She struggled to lift her arms up to the champion, but when Alex approached, Brycee lunged forward with a high knee, striking the champion below the solar plexus, almost knocking the wind out of her. It was a truly lucky shot but Brycee was not going to waste it.

As Alex tried to run to the bedroom to regain her composure, Brycee gave chase and grabbed her from behind. With her crotch pressed firmly into the smaller girl's bottom, Brycee pulled her close and whispered threateningly into her ear. In one motion she lifted Del Monacco off of the ground and swung her around and slammed her onto the couch. Following closely, Adams mounted her and went for her throat. It seemed now that a match had ended... and a war begun.