Impulse had finally stopped running once Mary set her down. Had that been a boob grab?! Putting the triggering device in a random crate, only she knew which, she waited for whatever was about to come at her. ---
"Got it." Robin said, easily firing a grappling gun at the top of the flight, zipping through the air, she found herself bowling into a bunch of goons, sending more than half of them barreling down the stairs, rolling over and effectively injuring one another.
"Hey, clown bitch, looks like your gaggle of goons are gone." She said, kicking Harley through the door. There were still a few goons up, of course, but that didn't stop her. They'd be up as soon as they finished jumping their brethren. ---
Danica wasn't expecting to be hit with the speed and strength she had been hit with. All the other clowns had been soft. Squishy like.
Getting up, she wiped her lip as some blood was drawn. Blood? What....who was she fighting?
Someone attacking her from behind, she reached back over head head and grabbed the girl's arm, launching her over her shoulder. With the speed of a god, Danica was on Mary Marvel in no time, her fist coming down upon her jaw before her hand went to the girl's neck. Red glowed in her eyes as her rage was fueled by the fights and battle going on around her.