The Black Hawk was sick of being played with, she had been battered and bruised and she hadn't been using her true abilities to their full extent. It was go hard or go home. As she saw the villain get ready to strike she smirked. She saw him coming at her and used her speed to get out of the way in time. She knew she didn't have to have that sour hip right now. It was her own carelessness and she had paid the price. She then began to dive and grabbed a metal pipe before tossing it like a spear at the villain, aiming perfectly.