Identity of the Intruder

As the intruder targeted Thea, her pressure increased suddenly. However, with her senses fully engaged, every movement of her opponent was clear to her, and she could utilize her skills to the fullest.

Meanwhile, Detective Lance's voice came from a distance, "Quickly, activate the backup power. Teams one and two, secure heavy weaponry. Remaining units, follow my lead."

Hearing the footsteps of the officers, the intruder felt increasingly frustrated. They might be skilled, but facing over a thousand people with rifles was a different story. Even the Terminator wouldn't stand a chance!

Originally, it was supposed to be a simple mission, a chance to relax and unwind. But now, they were stuck here, unable to leave, facing a situation they hadn't anticipated. The opponent's slender figure made it difficult to discern who they were, despite their considerable skills. One would expect someone with such abilities to be recognized or at least heard of.

Thea was also displeased. Though the situation embarrassed the police, her carefully organized event was also ruined. She was irritated. Despite the opponent's formidable skills, compared to her, they were evenly matched. Once the lights were back, the opponent's combat abilities wouldn't matter.

The two engaged in a fierce battle, both possessing agile and quick movements. The scene became a stalemate.

Suddenly, a light from the side slowly illuminated the area. Thea halted her movements just half a second before the lights fully came on, blending into the crowd, attempting to appear as an elegant onlooker.

She didn't want to reveal her true skill. After all, in the eyes of the kidnappers, it might be enough to abduct an unarmed heiress. But if they knew she was skilled in combat, they might come prepared with firearms.

Whether she played the role of a tiger in sheep's clothing or kept a low profile, Thea was determined to maintain her harmless image.

In the dim light, Thea observed the figure across from her. Huh? Clad in a black bodysuit and high-heeled boots with a butterfly mask, and adorned with seductive red lips, wasn't that Catwoman? Wasn't she supposed to be in Gotham? How did she end up in their city?

As the surrounding lights gradually brightened, Catwoman realized that today's leisurely entertainment had turned into a life-or-death escape.

Glaring at Thea, Catwoman, known for her sharp observation skills, noticed the unmistakable signs of combat on her. Despite blending into the crowd, Thea's skirmish was evident to Catwoman, an expert in breaking and entering.

As the footsteps drew closer and the surrounding lights became clearer, Catwoman found herself in a precarious situation. Thea had cleverly confined their battle to the center of the hall, surrounded by people. The nearest window was ten meters away. With no escape route, Catwoman was at a disadvantage.

While the officers might not be as skilled as the heroes, they were not incompetent either. Several agile and alert officers dashed towards Catwoman, pulling out their guns as they ran. Catwoman's conspicuous attire among the crowd of suits and dresses made her stand out like a sore thumb. Any reasonable person would suspect her.

Just as Thea was preparing to see how Catwoman would fight her way out, a cylindrical object was thrown in through the window with a "thud," followed by a dense white smoke enveloping the hall.

A smoke bomb? The initially stable situation descended into chaos again. Fortunately, Detective Lance, with his extensive experience, swiftly regained control, ordering his men to open the windows and activate high-power fans.

As visibility gradually returned, Catwoman, who had been surrounded by the crowd, had vanished without a trace.

If Thea lets her escape so brazenly, she will lose face. Seeing several bodyguards approach her mother, Thea felt reassured and quietly spoke to Felicity, ""Pull up the city surveillance and see where she's headed. I'll go after her."

"Down the street, about six hundred meters away," Felicity quickly operated the controls and soon spotted Catwoman on the surveillance cameras.

How did she manage to run so far in high heels? Thea put on an earpiece, "Help me find a route she's likely to take. I'll intercept her."

Without waiting for a reply, she didn't leave through the main entrance but instead opened a window and swiftly rushed out.

It was around 9 PM, and the surroundings were dimly lit. Thea wasn't worried about being spotted by pedestrians. As for the surveillance cameras along the way, Felicity easily disabled them.

"Turn left."

"Circle around a hundred meters ahead."

"Turn right under the billboard."

It was the first time Thea and Felicity had cooperated, and it was flawless. After sprinting at full speed for three minutes, Thea finally caught up with Catwoman.

"Heh, you're Catwoman, right? Why did you come to Starling City?" Thea asked, trying to ascertain whether Catwoman was just here for sightseeing or if there was a more sinister motive behind her visit. At the same time, she intended to buy some time, still panting from her full-speed pursuit.

Catwoman looked at her with a displeased expression. After carefully comparing the young girl in front of her to her memories, she confirmed her identity. "Thea Queen? I never expected a wealthy heiress to develop such skills. The mindset of you rich people is truly incomprehensible."

There was a hint of resentment in her words. Was she talking about her? It doesn't seem like it. Thea felt a bit bewildered. Although Catwoman wasn't exactly a hero, she wasn't a villain either. With her facial features resembling Anne Hathaway's, Thea's initial desire for retribution had diminished somewhat. So, indeed, looks matter a lot.

It was rare to encounter someone with skills similar to hers, so it was a good opportunity to spar. Thea had no intention of letting her off lightly.

Seeing that Catwoman didn't answer her question, Thea continued to press, "What's your purpose in coming to Starling City?"

Catwoman replied nonchalantly, "Just passing through, little girl. You seem too nervous."

Although Thea had used her perception to observe during the chaotic situation earlier, the crowded surroundings had severely hampered her ability to focus. She felt dissatisfied with their previous fight. Since Catwoman wasn't being truthful, they might as well continue fighting.

Catwoman also felt annoyed that her years of reputation had been disrupted by this young girl. Seeing Thea rushing towards her, she also intended to teach her a lesson, showing her the consequences of being reckless in the streets.

The two engaged in combat again after a three-minute interval. Thea's vision had fully recovered, and there was no longer any distracting noise around them. Both displayed their skills at full strength.

Catwoman felt confident that she had run far enough that the officers couldn't catch up, and she no longer felt the same urgency as before. Facing Thea's fierce attacks, she cautiously countered with her years of combat experience.

For a moment, the two seemed evenly matched, as if destiny had brought together two formidable opponents. Thea had the advantage of powerful perception, while Catwoman relied on her extensive street fighting experience, often using obstacles like trees and street furniture to block attacks. Neither could gain the upper hand against the other.

As their physical strength was depleted, Thea gradually gained the advantage. This was mainly because Catwoman was still fighting in high heels. She skillfully executed high kicks and somersaults even in heels, making Thea marvel at her exceptional sense of balance.

Seeing Catwoman's breath become increasingly erratic and her steps less stable, Thea knew victory was within reach. After all, Catwoman was still human. If she could defeat Thea while wearing high heels, then Thea had indeed wasted her training under Malcolm and Shiva.