He knew his fist should have done more damage, in fact larger men had fallen from that blow, but yet the woman before him took it in stride. His follow up blow missed entirely as the riding crop struck his inner thigh. The suit was not as protective there, and the blow stung, though it didn't do much in terms of damaging him. The one on his ass was harder, the connection more pure, and the sting even more as he let out a groan of pain. It caused Batman to pause, Madam Payen was clearly more then just the average foe, and not to mention the direction she went was toward his feline nemesis. A few words and a seductive tug on the earlobe later and Catwoman's whip snapped the air between them. Batman could see that Catwoman was being used as a guard, and Ivy was off to the side, apparently waiting, and Batman's ignorance of her was going to spell doom. He had to take care of the immediate threat though, and that was the whip of Catwoman, well Catwoman herself really.<br/><br/>As the whip came snapping back toward him once more Batman snatched it out of mid-air and tugged hard, pulling Catwoman toward him. What seemed like a good idea ended in disaster as Catwoman's sharp claws took a swipe at his chest, tearing four slices right through the emblem on his chest and revealing the Kevlar plating beneath it. There was little time to react though as Catwoman brought her right knee up toward his balls Batman was just barely able to block the blow. He knew how swift and agile she was, they had danced before, but he rarely came out better then she did. He was in a bad place though, one that dictated he needed to get out soon. He didn't need to incapacitate Catwoman, just simply get her out of the way. His strong hands grasped under her arms as she lashed out, he would suffer scratches to both sides of his cowl, but he was able to toss Catwoman off to the side. He could hear her groan as her body made a loud thud on the ground.<br/><br/>Madam Payen was left open now, but it appeared she was standing her ground, her arms still folded, the crop still in her hands. He wasn't sure if there were hints of a smile or not. Ivy looked like she was still in the blissful heaven Madam Payen had put her in earlier so he diverted his attention back once more. He charged forward, cocked back his fist, and then his momentum was jerked to a sudden halt as he was mere inches from Madam Payen. Ivy's vines twirled around his pointy bat ears, down the front of his cowl, and grasped under his chin like four strong fingers. He was temporarily lifted off the ground, barely with enough room to breathe, and unable to see at all. Other vines had wrapped around his right arm and strapped both it and his left to his body and it bound around his torso. Once his momentum was stopped and his feet were planted once more the vines on Batman's head rescinded until they were only tightly bound around the point bat ears which allowed Ivy to effectively control his head.