The Villian Plots Revenge

Meanwhile...

Fisticuffs was in holding at the jail. Her mask and her costume were gone- instead she was wearing a orange prison jumpsuit (though she looked no less intimidating in it). Her cellmates eyed her warily. Normally they'd harass the new fish, but they were reluctant due to the blonde's towering physique rippling through her prison uniform.

"That high kicking bimbo thinks she can take me down?" Fisticuffs growled, pacing back and forth. "Well, the fat ass has another thing coming! I don't lay down for nobody! I owe that bitch a rematch, and this time I won't go so easy on her!"

With that Fisticuffs approached the wall of the jail. She looked at the solid concrete blocks. The other inmates eyed her curiously as Fisticuffs put her closed fist to the wall. Then she closed her eyes. She breathed deep, stepping back and twisting her hips, arcing her fist as far back from the wall as possible. Then she opened her eyes and let out a roar.

She swung her fist with such force the air in the cell spiraled like a mini twister. Fisticuffs hit the wall, which exploded under the blow. The wall blew outwards, the stone falling away, leaving a broad hole. Instantly alarms started blaring. The other inmates looked at Fisticuffs in shock. Fisticuffs smirked and turned towards them.

"You girls coming?" She asked, as she calmly walked through the hole in the wall. The other inmates were stunned for a moment. Then, coming to their senses, they followed fisticuffs in her escape...