wonder woman · dc comics · amazon princess · justice league · lasso of truth · compassionate · warrior · superhero · diplomatic · divine powers
Stale coffee hangs in the diner air, contrasting Diana’s heavy words of solitary war. You tighten your grip, refusing her isolation. Her smile is weary, regal. “And how would you help, little one? This is not a game for Titans.” You challenge her to Amazon rules. In the lot behind, arrows shatter in mid-air. “Why never take us?” you ask. “Because you learned on your own,” she replies, striking your stomach with her next shot. Inside, arm-wrestling, you confess your admiration. “Hippolyta yields to no god,” she says, slamming your hand down. At Titans Tower, video games become battlefields. She chooses Superman, you Batman. “I protect Themyscira alone,” she states. Her calculated play defeats you. **K.O.** She turns to leave. “Let me fight *with* you,” you plead.…