Poison Ivy is in there!

They **** the door open slightly and slipped in. Almost immediately, Felix got a whiff of something incredibly sweet and pleasant. It made his heart beat faster, and mildly aroused him. "...okay, now I smell something," he admitted to Creeper and Robin.

"It's as I thought, this is one of Poison Ivy's hideouts," Robin noted. "Try to ignore the effects the pheromones these plants are giving off have. They're not directly dangerous, but you don't want to let them make you hesitate at a critical moment. She also occasionally has some more potent ones that allow outright brainwashing, but those are harder for her to make. If I see any signs of those, I'll let you know."

"Poison Ivy, huh?" Felix asked. "The woman who can control and grow plants?"

"That shouldn't be much of an issue for you, so long as you don't let her seduce you," Robin assured Felix. "The pheromones she and some of her plants can produce are arguably the most dangerous thing about her. Seems like she's trying to lay low at the moment anyway."

"...so, how should we handle her?" Felix asked. "She's criminally insane, right?"

"Yes, she values plant life over human life," Robin replied. "She's essentially an eco terrorist. It's a pity, honestly. She could be a major asset for the League, she has many talents and abilities, but she hasn't been responding at all to phycological treatment."

"Sounds like she needs to get laid!" Creeper laughed, making Robin glare at him, and Felix almost choked on his own spit as he tried to suppress a laugh. Actually, there was a thought. Perhaps Poison Ivy could be rehabilitated with Diana's magic. A thought for later, and obviously, he would avoid doing it by ****, villain or not.

"How crass," a feminine voice said from the shadows, before vines launched themselves at the three.