This was supposed to be easy. Superheroes screw up everything! Black Cat thinks.
When the shooting from her enemies stops, she pops out from her hiding spot and runs at them at a sprint, moving too fast for these lowly gangbangers to track. They try shooting, but their shots are wild and off-target.
Cat lunges and running tackles Primo, the leader, rolling across the ground with him. She comes up with her claws at Primo's throat.
"Go ahead, shoot me." she says to his underlings. "Ten to one you kill your boss and manage to wound me. Maybe. But I've got nine lives."
She presses her claws against his throat hard enough to draw blood.
"How many does /he/ have?" Gwen asks.
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