The fight ended far too soon. This was meant to be a means for Killer Frost to prove he didn't need to kill her like he'd done with so many others. He didn't want to, he had. Some of them didn't inspire such doubt, they were filthy, awful criminals who deserved everything he did. But something about her twisted the pit of his stomach with guilt. He'd need to worry about that later, because there was a red and blue do-gooder headed straight for him.
Where was she months ago when these metas started taking over the city?
He didn't have TIME to deal with this. But he stood his ground as she approached. If he ran, he'd be seen as a coward. The last thing he needed was someone like Deathstorm sensing weakness in him and trying to bring him down. "A little girl playing dress up. How cute." He says in that ominous voice to the girl who can obviously fly.
"Save it," she barked, drawing even with him and hovering, about twenty feet out from the rooftop. She was glaring daggers, but nothing else, not yet, and she wasn't letting him get close enough to try anything. He was losing points fast, but she looked down at the plaza and the minions she'd left behind down there had already scattered. Good. At least she'd bought them a little time.
She turned her attention back to Zoom and finally drifted forward, touching down on the roof, fists on her hips. "Trust me, I've heard it all already. I said talk, I'm not here to fight you. ...the Flash, is he here?"
If there was no Flash in this world, she'd definitely gotten herself lost.
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Where was she months ago when these metas started taking over the city?
He didn't have TIME to deal with this. But he stood his ground as she approached. If he ran, he'd be seen as a coward. The last thing he needed was someone like Deathstorm sensing weakness in him and trying to bring him down. "A little girl playing dress up. How cute." He says in that ominous voice to the girl who can obviously fly.
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She turned her attention back to Zoom and finally drifted forward, touching down on the roof, fists on her hips. "Trust me, I've heard it all already. I said talk, I'm not here to fight you. ...the Flash, is he here?"
If there was no Flash in this world, she'd definitely gotten herself lost.