Samantha's teeth flashed in a wicked smile at the sight of those glowing eyes widening. The look on the Spectre's face was most likely priceless, shame it was lost on the hood she wore. The villain was quick though and corrected enough that she did not end up smashing into the concrete floor, although the hard steel side a shipping container was, at best, a meagre improvement. The beautiful red head let herself enjoy the moment as she turned to watch the other woman. There was no surprise that the chain went slack and Samantha discarded it while cautiously walking closed.<br/><br/>"Ya, I get that so often that being underestimated should be my added to my list of super powers. You should just surrender now because if you don't like the toughness, you really won't enjoy being on the receiving end of the strength." She had not stopped the Scythe Spectre from rising, still sticking to the code of ethical engagement because if not then she ran the risk of being no better than the villains she fought. Those words had been drilled into her head daily for two years now. Still, when a flying woman was trying to impale you on blade-tipped chains, it seemed a strange concession to make.<br/><br/>Seeing more chains slither out from the dark robe made Samantha pause to assess. Of course she expected another attack but not the one she got. It was her turn for wide-eyed shock when the shipping container swung her was while quickly gaining momentum. While, getting smash between the container and the wall would not be fatal to her, the Sentinel knew it would hurt like hell and instead leapt up, grabbing the edge and pulling herself on top just before it collided with the wall with a loud hollow sound. Without missing a beat, the athletic hero ran across the top of the container and leapt at her rival.<br/><br/>The Scythe Spectre was just beginning to take flight and Samantha caught her around the waist, momentum taking them both to the ground. Even though they were touching the mist seem to cling to them. It made it hard to see and stung her eyes. She caught both of the woman's wrist and pinned them, trying to hold her down and still defend against those chains. "Do you give up yet, or do I have to get actually violent?" She hissed dangerously.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>