If Poison Ivy, Pamela Isley, made a list of the people she hated most, the Joker would undoubtedly take the top spot.
He had made Harley lose herself, an evil Pamela found even more intolerable than destroying plants.
If she could, Pamela would not hesitate to tighten her vines around the Joker's neck until it snapped, until that repulsive scarlet mouth could no longer spew the sweet lies that bewitched Harley.
Unfortunately, the Joker was not so easy to kill.
More importantly...
If she killed him, Harley would go mad.
Truly mad-the utterly hopeless kind of madness that came from losing her entire world.
In other words, if the Joker died, Harley, whose entire psychological existence now depended on him, would not be able to go on living either.
The thought of that possibility only made Pamela angrier.
It was all that damned Joker's fault!
Selina could only reassure Pamela. "It'll get better. The Bat is already making preparations. Once everything's ready, Harley will soon be free of the Joker's Mind Control for good."
"I hope so."
Pamela gazed at the sleeping Harley, her eyes full of tenderness and pity.
"Just a little longer... Soon... Harley, you'll be far away from that madman for good..."
Pamela had barely taken her eyes off Harley's face, and faint dark circles shadowed her eyes. She had been on edge for days, terrified that something would happen to Harley the moment she let her guard down. Even though plant toxins had transformed Pamela's body into a half-plant state, she could not withstand this relentless physical and psychological strain.
Seeing this, Selina gently urged her, "Pamela, you've been pushing yourself for too long. Go rest in the next room for a while. I'll keep an eye on her."
But Pamela shook her head gently, her