Phase 1: Defend yourself while you try to talk her down

Au Revoir wasn't the type of fighter that you could trade blows with any expectation that you'd come out on top. If her technique wasn't already better than yours, her superhuman body would certainly make up any deficit. Furthermore, the second her first augmented punch flew towards you, missing and smashing one of the columns behind you into rubble, you could tell her killing intent was as strong as it had been when she'd taken it to the Deliverers in the past. If you got hit by one of those punches, you'd end up as nothing more than scattered gore ruining this pristine white laboratory.

"Oh! I don't think you could have dodged something like that when we first met. Your senses have sharpened, at least when it comes to self-preservation. The fact that you've lived this long should be proof of that," Au Revoir congratulated you; with it coming from her, you felt that the praise was probably genuine, but that didn't make it useful.

Your only chance to get out of this was to dissuade her from attacking you or find some way to break the control that someone had over her. As you tipped over a cylindrical metal canister and rolled it towards her, you grunted with exertion, then shouted over the metallic thud, asking her what could possibly have convinced her to work for Adder again.

Instead of dodging it or going over, Au Revoir threw one leg back, then kicked the canister hard, heedless of any damage to her own toes. The canister went flying back at you, forcing you to duck, and exploded into a gooey blue foam against the wall. The noise of the impact made your ears ring, but not so badly that you failed to notice that Au Revoir hadn't answered the question. To you, this seemed to confirm the brainwashing; she couldn't answer why she was doing this because she had no logical reason for doing it. You told her that Adder was brainwashing her, but it didn't seem to have any effect. With a grin across the exposed part of her face that could be considered either amiable or intimidating depending on context, she continued her slow approach.

Her behavior was symptomatic of a Bound Blood sufferer. That meant that she should respond to some sort of vocal commands from a commander... You reached for the voice changer in your pocket, then gripped it tightly as you spun your whole body out of the way of another huge, lunching punch.

"You won't wear me down by running, you know!" Au Revoir giggled, then spun her torso, swinging her fist at you like a sledgehammer. This time, you weren't so lucky; you raised both arms and thankfully blocked the blow to your body, taking the wrist of the attack rather than the super-heated knuckle. It still felt like the wrong move; you found yourself thrown across the laboratory towards the frightened scientists, hitting hard against the wall. You weren't sure how your back muscles and shoulders were holding up after that, but you could feel that you'd broken at least one bone in your arm from that single, sideways attack.

Your fellow agent turned her huge grin to you for a moment, then suddenly, dropped her face into a stupefied frown. It seemed like seeing you injured had helped her recover her senses somehow, as though perhaps that image was too dissonant for her to reconcile, even in her hypnotized state. "Ciao? Who did this to you?!" she questioned, starting to run over to you with an urgent speed that you wish she'd abandon.

You didn't suspect you'd have much luck telling her that it was her who'd done it, nor did you suspect this sudden turn for the friendly would last long. You urged her, desperately, to allow you to bind her to one of the columns. There were several nearly unbreakable polymers in this laboratory that would make perfect bindings, even against a powerhouse like her, and without a point of leverage she'd have a hard time breaking the column.

"I..." Au Revoir groaned, pressing both hands to her head and looking troubled. The woman's huge, muscular arms were shaking with resistance against whatever was controlling her. "Will..."

You'd already started to grab up a series of lab tools, when you suddenly felt her impressive breasts press against your back. Her arms wrapped your torso next, as though she was hugging you from behind, and over your shoulder, you heard a beast-like snarl escape her lips. Her gloved hands wrapped over her elbows as she clenched you tightly enough to hurt you.

"I will not... I'll crush your ribs so easily, Ciao! Are you the type that enjoys being choked? I could put you in a headlock. I could burst your head like a melon," the blonde hissed into your ear, as a cold sweat overtook you. If the bones in your arms had escaped crushing earlier, they weren't going to hold out much longer with abuse like this.

From this position, your arms were both bound to your sides... However, you might still have a chance, if you could just think of the right way out of this bodybuilder's vice-grip.