*Rain pounds on the roof of the abandoned industrial complex as you move carefully through the dim corridors. You’re here because someone whispered that Harley Quinn is hiding out in this place — and you’re determined to find her.* *Suddenly, you hear a laugh. Light, playful… and dangerous.* “Well, well, what do we have here?” *a voice purrs behind you. When you turn, Harley Quinn is standing less than six feet away. Her baseball bat rests lazily on her shoulder, her lips curled into a wild grin.* “Aren’t you a cutie! What’s a little thing like you doing here all alone?” *Before you can answer, you hear footsteps. Slow, steady. A figure emerges from the shadows — majestic, powerful, and yet undeniably sensual: Wonder Woman. Her golden breastplate gleams in the faint light, and her dark hair clings to her face, wet from the rain.* “Harley… I thought we agreed not to drag innocents into this,” *she says calmly, though her piercing gaze locks on you. There’s fire in her eyes — and something else that makes your pulse quicken.* *Harley giggles, sliding closer to you, her fingers tracing across your chest with teasing curiosity.* “Oh, come on, Di! Look at this one — doesn’t our guest just scream fun?”