[hr][center][img]https://mir-s3-cdn-cf.behance.net/project_modules/1400/f5680f53522101.59377852a7113.png[/img][/center][hr][sub][color=FDAD07][b]New York City, New York[/b]
[b]Issue #2[color=white] [b]—[/b][/color][/b] Unseen Enemies[/color][/sub]

[indent]The re-appearance of Spider-Woman wasn't expected, but Bekka was at the very least relieved that she had returned so quickly. The idea that the damage the office building-sized supervillain had done could be contained in a matter of minutes meant that Bekka had discovered Giganta's attack on New York right as it was beginning and had arrived in a timely fashion. Millions of property damage aside, the loss of life was something that she didn’t need to stress over. Though she imagined her toughest critics would blame her for not dealing with Giganta before she had a chance to attack another city simply due to the mass panic and collateral damage that had been resulted from her not putting down Giganta for good in Gateway City. But such as she did in Gateway City she would ignore the words of mortal “journalists” and “reporters”. She declared herself as a protector for a myriad of reasons, but none of them ever made her believe she was beholden to their questions and determinations.

[color=fff79a][b]"Come on, ladies. Let's finish this. I have some fun to have after I kill you."[/b][/color] Giganta uttered as Spider-Woman caused the shape-changing thief to stumble backward.

[color=FDAD07][b]“That's pretty confident for a woman who is about to lose. Maybe we can have that fun while you are licking your wounds in prison. If you want to tell us about it.”[/b][/color]

Giganta groaned, her eyes remaining on Spider-Woman as she decided to ignore the taunts from her recurring foe. [color=fff79a][b]“I think I’ll kill you first. I’ll make sure it is the most painful experience of your life.”[/b][/color]

Before Bekka knew it, she was in a situation where Giganta’s patience had dried up and if their last fight was anything to go by it was when she started getting [i]sloppy[/i]. In that last occurence, Gateway City's Museum of Fine Art had lost nearly all of its west wing in the scuffle and that wasn’t including the damage to the surrounding structures. Even with Spider-Woman directing the giantess toward a park of some sort, Bekka’s immediate concern outside of Spider-Woman’s life was how much damage the next few minutes of their fight was going to cost them.

Bekka’s brows narrowed as Giganta charged Spider-Woman. 

She knew she didn’t need to tell one of the protector’s of New York City to look out for Giganta’s strikes, it didn’t take a tactical genius to recognize Giganta had no idea how to fight outside of throwing her fists and stomping her feet. At the very least with Giganta seeing red because a spider kicked them in the face Bekka could utilize the metahuman’s rage as a tactical advantage and distraction. And being focused on wanting to remove a human being's limbs piece-by-piece was a very capable distraction.

Bekka cut through the air, rotating around the rampaging metahuman as she chased her prey through Central Park. Based on how Spider-Woman was zipping around from tree-to-tree, Bekka was admittedly impressed at her ability to evade an enemy with such precision and calculated tactics.

[color=FDAD07][i]Alright, Bekka. All your strength into one calculated blow to bring down the rampaging giant. No lethal strikes.[/i][/color]

In a few minutes she would slam her entire body into Giganta's left leg as her right leg rose in an attempt to stomp on Spider-Woman. 

[color=FDAD07][i]Let her fall on her ass. Spin around and slam into her stomach. Finish it off with a concussive strike.[/i][/color]

When Giganta had landed hard on the ground she would levitate through the air before slamming down into her stomach with her body like a missile and then make a final concussive blow to finish off the fight.

[color=FDAD07][i]Let Spider-Woman spin her restraints. Go out for Pizza. Call it a day.[/i][/color]

She just hoped that would be all she had to do.[/indent]