"Wicked Lehnsherr has chosen not to disengage," Red informed through her earpiece. With a small sigh, the woman tightened her leather gloves, scaling the monster with an unperturbed gaze. "Last chance to reconsider, hon," she offered, but that Wicked would back down now was clearly unlikely. Fists up, Red She-Hulk got into position, a smirk on her face. "No? So be it." Just as giant fists came down on her, she flipped backward, feeling a slight tremble beneath her feet, then kicked off and leapt, fist wound back and aimed at the monster's face.