The dark knight gritted his teeth and turned away from the seductress. “No Ivy. I’m in no mood for your games.”
“Come on lover, let go your inhibitions...” she cooed.
“No Ivy! And I’m taking you in,” Batman declared as he grabbed Ivy’s wrist.
Ivy looked at his hand locked around her wrist as her calmness changed to anger. “Don’t touch me, mammal.” Despite her rage, no one could deny that her allure remained. She tried to pull her wrist away, but to no avail.
Suddenly the vines around Bruce and Pamela struck out at Bruce. He managed to evade them, throwing razor sharp batarangs that cut the vines to pieces.
“ENOUGH!” Batman dashed toward Poison Ivy, and with a punch to the gut and chop to the neck, knocked her unconscious. It happened to quickly that Ivy barely had time to react. And though his body fought him every step of the way, he managed to do it without much of a struggle from Ivy. Hand to hand combat was never her forte. Once Bruce managed to resist her seduction, the rest was easy.
Bruce brought her to a cell and threw her in it. From it, Ivy glared at him. “I’m going to make you pay batman. I’ll hurt those closest to you, then I’ll make you beg me to end you.”
Batman gazed at her coldly. “Get in line,” he said. For the time being, he had more pressing matters at hand.
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