Wendy does

Wendy rushed for Vallery, letting her take a swing at her to counter before ducking back, prancing showily on her toes. She kept baiting the heroine?s swings, playing solely defense. She let Vallery waste her groggy energy on the swings, evading her sluggish movements under the ****?s affect.

Wendy grinned at the panting Vallery. ?What?s the matter? Caught of a case of kryptonite crotch from Lois Lame??

?Your nonsense taunts do nothing to my golden heart of justice.?

?Nonsense!? Bitch, maybe you are from Mars.?

Wendy let Vallery take another swing at her, grabbing her wrist and shoulder tossing her to the mat. She sat behind the downed Vallery and bent her arm straight behind her, wrenching her shoulder relentlessly.

She laughed tauntingly, freeing a hand momentarily to shove Vallery the last few inches to smash her face against the turnbuckle. ?Gonna tear that costume off til you?re wearin? nothing but hare. Maybe gonna look up that secret identity of yours and go bang everyone you know after this!?