J-3 had been in the process of getting together a web of spider silk, with strands as thick as three-corded ropes combined, but now…
The first prey item was demonstrating that it was NOT easily contained. Shockwaves and blindingly fast movements aside, she was acting a fair deal too sporadically…
Or so the polymorph thought. She was focused on one target, at the moment— Maybe two now that the fourth prey item threw himself into—
Or… He could… Just come back to life. That was certainly on the list of things that J-3 had no real plan for. This whole hunt was turning into a cluster fuck, and why couldn’t it ever be easy!?
For J-3, this was just becoming more and more of a situation in which, perhaps, leaving was the better option. And considering that the invulnerable titan was tanking hits from the immensely powerful … Whatever she was? Templar? Templar.
Didn’t matter. She was far and above more powerful than J-3 was willing to deal with.
Or even really could. Water couldn’t stop what she was doing, and considering the juggernaut was looking solely at J-3, now was the time to go. And so J-3 kept spinning their web, spiraling about in the air above the battle field, before diving down towards the third prey item, the woman on the beautiful
“Take this. Use it. Bye. Not gonna be food today. Nope.”
And then, on dragonfly wings that blur into motion, J-3 is speeding off towards the Undercity proper, dropping out of the air and taking on a far more mobile land form instead.
Then, with legs like a cheetah, the claws of a lizard, and the body of a starved dog, and a long, barbed, whip-like tail… J-3 disappeared into the city.
Because fuck everything behind them right now. Better to hide and be safe. They could hunt again, sometime soon.