"This from the woman who calls herself the Huntress? The last woman with that name was a grade-A psychopath, the stories I could tell you..."
"Really, really not the time for flashbacks Mom..."
Flamebird reached into her utility belt, throwing a bolo. The thick weighed cords wrapped around the last one, bringing him down even as the Huntress brought down the next.
Outside, the sounds of sirens gave a tell-tale sign that the police had finally arrived.
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