Meta humans. She had completely negated the effects of that punch, and it was painfully obvious she was going to keep doing it – she was quick, strong, and had regenerative properties; this wasn’t going to be easy. Regardless, Bruce doesn’t back down. His movements, though subtle, seem to speak to the contrary; He squeezes the wrist he struck her with, rolling his shoulders and groaning softly as he pops the bones in his tired neck. Killer Croc, Bane, in some sick, primal way he loved facing off against these inhuman monsters. They, like this girl, could hold up to the limits of his strength, even beyond that. He didn’t have to hold back.
He circles the girl, fully aware she was ready to pounce at any second. Turning his back to her, but not his gaze, he tears a copper pipe from the wall without so much as a struggle, bending the metal tightly around the handles of the building’s double doors. He made the message obvious, she had to know; There was no way out but through him. With the door secure, he finally raises his fists to the meta assailant, inviting her to strike first.
ADAMANTIUM CAN CUT THROUGH EVERYTHING, but stabbing him isn’t what she is looking for. She could go for a vital organ, for his head but her hits are superficial. X-23 keeps fighting back, but she leaves it open for him to punch her. She doesn’t use all her skills because she is seeking for what he can give her: FREEDOM. Her creators, they said that this man was DANGEROUS, he was STRONG && EFFORTLESS. Laura could see that now, she can watch this streak of darkness in his eyes. Everything happens so quickly but her brain can catch every movement in slow motion. Since she found him, no word came out of her mouth, nothing that could make sense. She can’t get tired, but she is TIRED OF HERSELF. She wishes it to end and much as she wished to never been created. The girl hates who she is and what she is doing, it’s a self-destructive way to get what she wants. If this man is a threat to the League, then he can give her what she wants to. He locks the door behind him but it doesn’t change anything: she wouldn’t go anywhere else: her target is right in front of her.
SOMEHOW, SHE KNOWS THAT THEY’RE WATCHING HER. She needs to show some result, otherwise, she knows that they would come to strike her consciousness of her, using the trigger scent to bring the berserker out of her core. Can’t let that happen, WON’T LET THAT HAPPEN. She changes her posture, to give them what they what. X-23 gets harder and she uses one of her foot claws to hit the man in the posterior region of his tight with a quick movement. It makes the scent of blood fresh to her nose, but she does it far away from his femoral artery. She hits the muscle, a part of it where she knows that it won’t kill him until he knocks her down.
