"Princess Jinx—" Natasha began, adjusting her posture.
"—Jinx is fine by me," the older Princess cut her off smoothly, her gaze flat and unreadable.
"Oh, understood. Should I take the first move, then?" Natasha asked.
"Of course. If I attack first, you won't have the chance to fight back, and that wouldn't be fair," Jinx said, folding her arms across her chest with an air of absolute certainty. "Go ahead. Surprise me."
Natasha's mind was a whirlwind of new strategy. 'I won't repeat my mistake. I underestimated Princess Ellen's mastery of her element, but I won't underestimate you, Jinx. If you are her counter, then you must be vulnerable to raw, overwhelming force!'
She pointed a finger at Jinx, channeling 100% of her stored celestial energy—a desperate, all-or-nothing move.
