<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/4/4c/Batman_by_Lee_2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Batman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13605226#msg13605226)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Gotham City<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Oct. 19, 2017, 1701<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Wonder Woman, Zatan<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Mildly grotesque imagery<br/><hr/>Bolts of color ripped through Batman's vision. Memories of people he'd never met in places he'd never been danced around his head. He could see Flash lying on the ground, gasping in pain and gripping the shaft of the harpoon buried in deep inside his body. He could smell hot blood on the sand and hear the laughter of the man who'd put it there. But he also felt something else—elation; a sick, twisted sense of triumph that flooded his mind and body at the sight of the speedster on death's door.<br/><br/><em>Grodd's</em>elation.<br/><br/>Batman shook his head and knit his brow, focusing on his enemies with a fierce glare. If indignation was what Grodd had been trying to stir inside him with the grotesque images of his teammate, then the ape had certainly succeed. Before he could move, however, Zatan shot into the air, hurling curses in his strange backwards language.<br/><br/><em>“I’ll take Grodd out of the equation,”</em>his voice echoed from the back of Batman's mind.<br/><br/>It was like a starting pistol. All at once, everyone began tearing down the street. As each party raced to close the gap between them, Batman reached into his utility belt and produced three very small pellets. He clenched them in his hand even as a bolt of lightning cracked the sidewalk and Grodd seemed to pass out. A quick look up showed that Zatan was simply floating, doubled-over, in midair. Knowing magic, that could either be a good thing, or a very<em>bad</em>thing, but Batman certainly didn't have time to think about it now; he was mere yards from two people who were far more beast than man.<br/><br/>Without missing a step, Batman threw the pellets in his hand to the ground just in front of Killer Croc and King Shark. There was a crackling<em>pop</em>, followed by the hiss of air as clouds of thick black smoke began rolling up from the street. He heard a roar of frustration as his cowl's vision mode automatically activated his thermal lenses and the world was bathed in blue and red.<br/><br/>With Grodd temporarily out of the equation, Batman quickly ran through what he knew about Killer Croc and King Shark. Croc was a straightforward enough adversary—albeit an extremely dangerous one. While his sheer strength was nearly insurmountable to the average human, Croc's compounded mutations had certainly taken their toll on his intellect. Taking him down would just be a matter of finesse. King Shark, however, was a different story altogether. Aside from the briefing he'd been given before activating the teleporter, Batman knew next to nothing about this attacker other than that he was obviously incredibly strong. That made him an unknown quantity.<br/><br/>That made him<em>dangerous.</em><br/><br/>One of the huge red masses in the cloud made a blind swipe which was easily dodged by rolling out of the way. As Batman stood up, he found himself next to a shape that was far too thin to be one of Gotham's attackers. With Zatan still floating above, that left only one possibility. Batman smiled.<br/><br/>"Skill, or power?" he asked Wonder Woman.