Lay a trap

Focusing your energy, you place a small glyph directly behind you. Perhaps she will be stupid enough not to notice.

"I guess it's the hard way," she shrugs. Confidently, she walks towards you, her hips swaying along the way. You back up, feigning fright, putting your palms directly in front of you. Stealthily you avoid your trap while keeping a regular rhythm of steps. "You're gonna learn today—" 

Suddenly an electrical shock surges through her body, and she screams out in pain, as she unknowingly steps down upon your trap. With great effort she pulls her leg away, but the damage has already been dealt. Miss America seems to puff as she glare at you now; you've certainly made her angry. She begins to fly at you, with great speed, her fist ahead of her.