Intimidation had failed him, it was one of his greatest weapons, but he had fought people without fear before and they too had fallen. This woman was not going to be a thorn in his side, or so he told himself. Her reaction to being shoved backward was unexpected. For starters he had expected her to stumble more than a single step and his eyes displayed as much with a brief showing of surprise. The way she cracked the whip she carried caused him to tense up, and Batman's hands curled into fists ready for an attack. Thus far though she had made no aggressive movements toward him and thus he remained civil, but for how long remained to be seen.<br/><br/>With her tight bodysuit pressed against his cape and back Batman grew slightly distracted, he found it oddly erotic, especially when she licked the side of his cowl. When he turned around she had disappeared, but she was still close. He knew it from her words. Even with the slight echo of the alley he pinpointed her location. It came with years of training and practice. Though he couldn't see her clearly there was a faint silhouette of her to be seen. Not to mention he had barely caught sight of her whip.<br/><br/>Batman's right hand subtly reached into his utility belt and grabbed a batarang. He took out a duller one, designed to disable someone instead of stab and maim them. "This is your last warning." Batman called out as he threw the batarang toward her right shoulder, or where he thought her right shoulder should have been.