The bass shakes the floor, on and off the light flashes and with it the dense crowd of dancing women are revealed in the light and obscured in the darkness. Here, in the penthouse of a lone skyscraper of twisted chrome is where the Hornet makes her Nest. Girls in cages dance to the beat, gang members consume the spoils of their latest raid, but the Hornet herself readies herself elsewhere.
Typical Hornet. The consequences of her pillaging the town are coming home to roost, and she wants none of it.
Years killing people's children, friends, mothers.
Wives, girlfriends.
Sisters.
"It ends here, Hornet!"
Rose dashes toward the window, springing from gangoon to gangoon, cutting them down efficiently as she bounds up toward the shattered glass.
The glob of acid explodes behind Ruby, screams behind her of the people she cut in half that are now dissolving alive from the carelessly aimed attack. Hornet trains her shoulder mounted Bone Shard Rifle at Ruby and fires a hail of fire at her.
She lunges upward at the windowsill, arm raised to activate her shield and blitz through the shards. Another lunge from the window launches her toward Hornet in the air.
She fires another quill even as she fails to put distance between Ruby and her. "Just die!" She screams as she fires another glob of acid.