While inspecting the tremendous damage throughout the suburb, Winged Cyclone catches a wave of poison out of the corner of his eye, quickly speeding his way through the air!
With a mighty flap of his powerful wings he deflects the oncoming blob.
On the ground, Winged Cyclone’s spots the source of the gelatinous toxin: a masked menace, clad in purple and green.
“This should be fun…” says the figure in a raspy voice from behind her respirator. “They call me, Lady Poison–and you’re about to find out why.”
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Illustration by Claudia Pimentel
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