Nevada: Wile E. Coyote, SUUUUPER GEEEENIUS

Kasumi locks eyes with him. She hunches her shoulders and narrows her eyes -- taking a stance that someone once took on an anime when fighting an enemy. She hopes this will make her more effective.

Bracing herself, she throws her tiara...while keeping her other arm ready to block with a bracer, should such a thing be needed.

"You shall not commit evil upon these poor subjects, you....miscreant!"

"Miscreant?" Zipperneck says. "Whaddya gonna do, put me in the stocks?"

Red rays of sizzling heat flash out from his eyes, but immediately track from Kasumi to her whirling tiara, now on course for his head. However, that eyeblink-long wash of heat over her body stings like the very dickens! A more prolonged focus would probably hurt really bad.

The heat vision deflects the tiara, apparently by the sheer momentum of its heat! Which is scienfically just this side of absurd.

Unfortunately, not being made of the mystic metal Uru, the tiara does not return to Kasumi's hand, but thunks into rock, which immediately begins to bubble and melt.

"Oh dear. That is not good," Kasumi starts to wring her hands, but remembers she's supposed to be saving the day. "Nabiki would have handled this so much better...and probably added a backflip, too."

Kasumi thinks about it but decided it is wiser not to try a backflip at this point, especially as she would, most likely, land on her head.

She looks around. Is there any object, like a building, she could run behind, so that she could come at the miscreant from a different direction, perhaps taking him by surprise? If so, she darts behind said building using her winged shoes.

If she can do it so that it looks as if she is afraid and fleeing, and then she sneaks around, all the better.

Indeed, there is an object she can duck behind; an armored semi-truck with a forest of dishes and antennae on top. It is some sort of command post, probably the entity coordinating the Zipperneck-containment operation.

She runs, and Zipperneck tears up the ground after her, throwing dirt left and right like a speedboat in the water. Although Kasumi's winged sandals are quite fast, Zipperneck is faster yet, and she can't quite get out of his line of sight.

He's closing fast, fist cocked for a punch, eyes sizzling. And then one eye goes from terrible red-orange to sickly green, and he misses a step and trips, at the speed of sound.

Zipperneck bumps, flips, rotates and skids half a mile before coming to a halt. There are STADIUMS of dust kicked up by his crash.

Therefore, Kasumi cannot see him, nor he her. But you know, Superman has all kinds of super-senses ...

... and Wonder Woman, as far as Kasumi can recall, does not.

Uh-oh.