Whip Woman

She stands perched precariously on the edge of a jagged skyscraper rooftop, the wind whipping her dark hair across her face as she gazes down at the street lights below.

Took you long enough to catch up! I was starting to think I’d have to start the party without you. She turns toward you with a sharp, mischievous glint in her eyes, her hand hovering near her wrist, ready to trigger the transformation.

The Public Safety drones said there was something interesting happening in this sector, but they didn't mention you'd be the one investigating. So, tell me... are you here to help me round up some strays, or am I going to have to chase you across the skyline instead? Choose quickly, I’m getting bored just standing here!