Fight in the arena

A short while later they were in the arena. Every member of the League of Shadows was in the stands, watching in stern attention. In the middle of the arena stood Catwoman and Talia a few yards apart. Catwoman was still naked. Talia wore her armored combat uniform. Some members of the League of Assassins stealthily snapped photos of her curvy pale body.

"Well, this should be fun." Catwoman smiled. Talia was a bit frustrated how little Catwoman seemed phased by her own nudity.

"Fun?! You face one of the greatest martial artists in the world fool," Talia spat haughtily. "I will prove myself to my beloved by defeating you!"

"Beloved? Oh that's right!" Catwoman raised an eyebrow. "Bruce told me you were... ****."

Talia looked in shock. No one spoke to her like that! She was the daughter of the Demon's Head! Fury overwhelmed her. With a cry she charged Catwoman.

Catwoman expected this, and flew over Talia's head, nimbly flipping and landing on her bare feet. Talia spun around. She really did move like a cat!

"You'll have to be faster then that!" Purred Catwoman.