The sweep of the leg was amazingly well timed. Batman ended up on his ass in embarrassing fashion, and it was the beginning of him losing his cool. While that was rare, it was also something that typically was his downfall. A temper meant that all strategy went out the window, he became a boxer, and abandoned all things overly logical. This was not a wise position for him to be in, and yet here he was.<br/><br/>Why Regina didn't take advantage of the situation he never quite realized, but he was soon to find out she was more than capable of such things. It was more of a game than anything else. He stood back up, his pride hurt more than anything else, and looked ready for more action. "I am not your pet, and I don't readily surrender to the likes of terrorists."<br/><br/>-------------------<br/>Batman looked up at Sarah, "perhaps you weren't listening closely enough." He went on to re-explain all that Regina had told him before he threw the first attack, the kick that went nowhere fast, in hopes that Sarah would understand he was left with little option. "She was in the process of taking over this city, my city, that makes her a terrorist, hopefully you can see that much."