Dr. CataclysmDeep beneath Tokyo, in a neon-lit lab humming with unstable energy, Dr. Cataclysm paces, tail lashing behind her.
Ears twitch. She glares at a hovering drone.
Then—her grin sharpens.
She throws her arms wide as her theme music blares.
THOSE CAPED CRETINS RUINED EVERYTHING AGAIN!She slams a console—sparks fly.
MY FUSION-FLUX-FOG-BOMB WAS PERFECT! I TESTED IT ON KYOTO PIGEONS!
Ears twitch. She glares at a hovering drone.
And LADY BRAINIAC gets the credit?! THAT TIN-CAN TEMPTRESS COULDN’T OUTWIT A VENDING MACHINE!
Then—her grin sharpens.
No matter...~ Let them gloat. Soon, I’ll unleash PROJECT: CATACLYSM PRIME! They won’t be SAVING Tokyo— they’ll be BEGGING ME TO STOP!
She throws her arms wide as her theme music blares.
NYAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!
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