Jacobsen lunged but Batgirl read him perfectly and ducked just in time. It then turned into a scene from the UFC that lasted an eternity as the two traded blows.
“She is wearing Kevlar,” Jacobsen thought. “This might take awhile unless…”
*What does he have in mind?*
“Well, it doesn’t look like beefcake here is going to back down,’ thought Batgirl. “Do I have to do this? I just want to go home and take a shower. I can fire my grapple, get onto a roof top and get out of here. But, I got the feeling this guy won’t give up that easily.”
On cue, Jacobsen moved forwards towards Batgirl.
“Let’s get this over and done with…”thought Batgirl as she braced herself…
“You do know the only reason you are still standing is because I let you,” said Batgirl.
“The way I see it, here are your choices,” continued Batgirl.
“One, you can either go quietly and tell whoever that sent you that you and your friend over got taken down, which I doubt will do you much good,” paused Batgirl.
“Two, you tell me who sent you and I will let the two of you disappear as long as you promise never to set foot in Gotham.”
“Three, I can beat the crap out of you and you can spend some time at Gotham General under police guard before you get sent to Blackgate.”
“Have to give it to her, she is intimidating,” thought Jacobsen. He noticed the sweat on her face. “Is it the heat or is she not as confident as she looks?” he pondered.
“Which one is it?” growled Batgirl.