Fall - Grapple

As Vulture hovered over the deck, his gun charged and ready, Fall whistled loudly. He whipped his head around sharply, the green dots of his helmet zeroing in on Fall. ...And her cannon.

The thunderous bark of the cannon fire made Vulture wince, just for a second, but he still dodged. That was fine, though, because it meant he didn't see Fall pull out the grappling hook. Turned out all she needed to do to land the damn thing was get them to sit still. With his back turned to her, just for a split second, Fall was able to snag the hook on the paneling on the back of the flight suit. Before he could cut it, she pulled herself up, out of the lower deck, into the air, and right onto Vulture's back.

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FreestyleKneepad, Semifinals