Chapter IV: konflict of option
"Get off him!!" I heard my voice scream.
Poison Ivy was, compared to most of the other supervillains I had met so fae, rather attractive. Even despite her green skin. Under other circumstances I probably would have considered hitting on her.
Our eyes met for a brief moment before she flipper her hair back in some sort of movie star kind of way before crossing her arms in front of her chest.
"Listen, boys.", she said. "This time I'm not here to fight. So just let me go and I won't have to hurt you or your friend."
That sounded almost too good to be true. Robin looked at me sharply. Don't believe her, his eyes said. I was a bit unsure how to react. Being a hero, it was my "job" to stop Poison Ivy, but I didn't want to risk Robin getting hurt. So I didn't reply for a few seconds and just stared and the woman in front of me.
Ivy rolled her eyes and snapped her fingers. "Get away from me.", she instructed me, "Or I'll have to do something