"You there, you great ugly brute!" A voice called out from her jail cell.
"Who's there?" Mongal demanded, turning around to face her attacker. The proud warrior raised her swords. "Come out to the light, unless you are afraid!"
And so the Tamaranean queen named Komand'r emerged, pushing her face against the bars of her cel.
"I, Queen Komand'r of Tamaran, challenge you for daring to impugn my own beauty with this ghastly tribute!" Blackfire sputtered.
"What tribute? And for that matter, what queen?" Mongal scoffed. "King Myand'r still rules your land, Tamaranean. He banished and disowned you. I, on the other hand, honor my dear father, Mongal the Elder of Warworld with my attire. I would not deign to dress myself like some troq harlot."
"TROQ!?" Blackfire roared. "I'LL SHOW YOU A TROQ!"
"Find a way to remove that inhibitor collar, then get back to me, your highness." Mongal chuckled, waving in a mock friendly manner and walking off. Blackfire's stream of curses that followed would have caused the most peaceable of sentient creatures to want to strangle her.
"Yikes. I'll have to wash your mouth out with soap later, Princess." Amanda Waller's voice came over the loudspeakers across the cell block, a slight edge to her voice that suggested she found Blackfire's language deeply disturbing. "For now, don't leave quite yet, your majesty."
"What is it you wish of me, Waller?" Mongal demanded, pointing her sword towards the nearest camera.
"Frankly, the optics of the squad need some work." Amanda said, with the slight shuffling of notes in the background. "Warner Bros. really wants to stick the landing with this next Suicide Squad, so we need every member to be optimized to the best of their potential. My people screwed up and brought in two orange, alien, despot warriors when I only needed one. One of you is redundant."
"Oh, please! No one knows who she is."" Blackfire scoffed. "The answer to this is obvious! I am far more popular than this Rule 63 knock-off. I get fanart made of me all the time!"
"Overexposed is more like! I, on the other hand, have limitless potential. " Mongal rebutted. "Your fanbase has been fed slop when they could have been eating steak. Additionally, I have brains and brawn to spare whereas the princess has only a fraction of the latter and none of the former. I don't have to French-kiss strangers in order to speak their tongues. And I gave Wonder Woman a fight she'll never forget!"
"I think there's only one way to settle this - a duel!" Amanda chuckled. "Oh me, oh my, I do enjoy a good duel. Walk three paces and then fight each other. I'll even turn off your inhibitor collar, Komand'r."
With a buzz the cell opened and Blackfire's handcuffs fell to the floor with a deafening clang.
"Alright, ladies, bow to your opponent." Amanda said. The two warriors faced one another and bowed with absolute loathing in their eyes.
"I'll hit you so bad the kids get the bruises." Blackfire hissed.
"Bring it on, troq." Mongal grinned.
"On three." Amanda announced. "One-"
The moment Mongal turned her back Blackfire wound back and threw a punch that was so powerful, it knocked Mongal's head clear of her head and sent teeth spiraling everywhere.
"THREE!" Blackfire cried out in joy as Mongal's body crumpled to the ground.
"Hmmm. Do love a good comic book reference." Amanda mused nonchalantly. "Well done, Komand'r. You passed the one rule of the Suicide Squad: be marketable as long as you can before you die."
"Soon, my dear sister will find that her head will roll as well!" Blackfire gloated, flames encompassing her hand.
"Not sure we can fit the teen titans into the current slate." Amanda puzzled. "Not even sure if Henry Cavill is still Superman!"