With all that Poison Ivy did it was hard to maintain composure and stay poised, but somehow Batman managed it. Her velvety words had less effect on him, though they were still a distraction. He could tell sge was getting frustrated as she pushed her perfect body into his hard rubber suit. It may have prevented him from feeling her directly, but the implication was there. It turned him on, and the way his body reacted was something he could not control as his member strained against the codpiece of his suit. If one looked hard enough they might be able to see the outline of his cock against the thinner rubber in that area.<br/><br/>Batman may have been immune to her effects, but he failed to think about others in the area, her pheremones would surely travel, and as she looked passed him, he turned his head to follow her gaze. A man approached, and while he looked easy enough to handle Batman knew he was not a true villain, but an innocent bystander. He didn't want to hurt the man, but he didn't know what exactly the man would do either. For now he maintained his grip on Poison Ivy, and kept her in his control.<br/><br/>The man grabbed his pointy bat ears and yanked backwards, forcing Batman to lose his grip on Poison Ivy so that he could stumble with the sudden jerking motion instead of falling down. He turned his attention to the man who was defending the honor of Poison Ivy, the man flailed attacks at Batman who blocked them with precision. It was not a challenge, but he couldn't hurt the man either. Unfortunately he knew this would provide Poison Ivy the opportunity to escape or worse, use the distraction to her own physical advantage.<br/><br/>As the man continued to attack another body joined the fray. A female jogger who was wearing a white crop tank top and spandex running shorts that were black. As she saw the struggle her speed increased. At first Batman was hopeful that she was there to help him, but he was wrong when she grabbed at his arms from behind and allowed the man to connect with a punch to the jaw. He had been hit harder, or even kicked, as Poison Ivy had done, but it still stung a little bit.<br/><br/>Left with little choice Batman fought off the grip of the female, grabbed the right arm of the male attacker and slingshotted him right into her. The collision was not as bad as he normally would have made it. That part was unfortunate because they both got up, looking angry as they faced him. Batman had a choice to make, fight and try to catch Ivy, or run and regroup. He hated running, but the longer this went on the more likely they would be hurt and the greater chance Ivy would escape.