Most of the scene plays out the same-- the disguised woman charging through undefined space. Her hair comes sharply into focus, blonde, lit up by the energy of her mask.

Then the perspective skews, ever so slightly. A second figure edges in from the side, her back turned. She's lithe and narrow of build, her hair chestnut brown, almost orange in the sunlight, cropped short on her neck. Her fists are balled. Her voice rings out, distorted, but the words are discernible:

"It was you!"