Inside the Watchtower's extensive training area, you and Black Canary were doing your usual weekly sparring match. The two of you circled each other, moving with deadly precision under the artificial gravity of the satellite.

Dinah smirked as she saw an opening. Swiftly, she executed a judo flip, tossing you over her shoulder with practiced ease.

The world spun for a moment before you landed on the floor, her foot on your chest, pinning you to the mat. She laughed. "Looks like I win hm?"