WarCat seemed genuinely disappointed by his reply. "Pathetic!" she said. Keeping a hand on his neck, she grabbed his wrist with the other, shaking it roughly so the baton would be dropped away from them. Then, she stood back up, keeping the man in her grip, forcing him up as well, before using her claws to rip his clothes apart. She digged long cuts into his outfit, turning it to shreds, spinning him around and doing this all around, until all was left were shreds of fabric dropping to the floor, leaving him completely naked.<br/><br/>Only then did she release him, putting her hands on her hips and looking at him standing right in front of her, scrutinizing his body.<br/>