Curia and the Trouble of Triple Threat, 7 (Alt. 2)

Curia was in disbelief at what she was seeing.   Spiderwoman was on the verge of being defeated in mere seconds by some green-skinned girl whose name was on the tip of her tongue.  Her bikini-like attire seemed wrong, but there was something about her that Curia recognized.   She's Galora, she told herself, her epiphany right but for a letter.

Her eyes widened and she gasped at the blow that came next.  Hera, that's gotta hurt, she thought, wincing involuntarily between her legs.

Spiderwoman somehow dodged Gamora’s heel kick at the proverbial last instant.  Her momentum continued as she snaked her body forward in a blur.  One hand darted around and behind her opponent to grip the firm butt-cheek of the emerald-skinned warrior.  Her balance now anchored, her other hand, curled into a fist, jack-hammered her square between the legs.  An earsplitting scream erupted with the first blow.  Each subsequent punch contorted Gamora’s face in agony as well as making her stance wobble precariously more and more.  Meanwhile Spiderwoman smiled oddly, if not manically, as she wailed away.  Although her binds prevented it, Curia wanted to fist pump the part-time Avenger's comeback.


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I included the story text from the last scene.  It seemed kinda incomplete without it.

This is a slightly different focus on Curia that appeared in the first alternate view. 

For the previous scene, see .  For the original view, see .  For another alternate, see .

Curia appears with permission courtesy of .