<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Monsters Rampage in Gotham!</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><strong>19th October 2017 - 5:00 PM </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Tagging:</strong> Batman, Zatan and Wonder Woman</div><div align="center"><strong>Content Warning:</strong> Aspects of a terror attack</div><br/><div align="center">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/villains/images/c/c9/KingShark.png/revision/latest?cb=20160225021855)(https://cdn.flickeringmyth.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/10/Gorilla-Grodd.jpg)(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/CS-_IU5WcAA0mAR.jpg)</div><br/>In the building Croc was very much a bull in a china shop. While it helped in a fight moving around was impractical, and he was wrecking the bottom floor without particularly trying to. He'd let out a grunt at the pellet but didn't seem overly disturbed by it. Instead he was busy second-guessing the bat. While his vision wasn't as good he had a very large advantage in his sense of smell, and with the girl in the room it was only a matter of time before he forced his opponent's hand. Fortunately Croc was keenly focused on Batman and the scent of fearful humans was fairly present throughout the building. He stalked a few paces before pausing. With that ever-present devilishly wide grin he turned and stared directly at Batman through the darkness. Drool and blood dripped from his crooked, cruel teeth and his nostrils flared. In the dark confined space the sheer size of the mutant was only exacerbated. For a moment Croc considered how he should go about this, but then his animal nature kicked in. With a guttural roar he sprang into action, propelling himself shoulder-first at the cowardly bat intending to sandwich him against the wall, or smash him clean through it. In his haste he didn't even notice the statue-still girl pressing herself into a corner as he barreled by.<br/><br/>Meanwhile outside the astral and physical battles continued simultaneously. In the falling abyss Grodd became trapped within a strange prison of cards. He was unused to facing magic, and for a while seemed thoroughly stuck. He raged, slamming his fists against the barriers. To his credit despite the power of the magic his strength on the astral plane caused the walls to buckle, sending a psychic feedback towards Zatan as the magic keeping the walls solid was challenged. Meanwhile Shark was only growing angrier at the agile Amazonian's evasive maneuvers. He became less skillful as he swung, growing a little satisfied when his claws managed to scratch her armour. However he hadn't prepared for her strength, and wasn't expecting to be dodged and sent stumbling towards Grodd. He landed unceremoniously and had one instantaneous effect. Unfortunately it wasn't necessarily a good one. Grodd was dragged from the astral plane, pulled straight from his prison and back to the street. Zatan, now his foe's focus had been shattered, would inevitably be dragged violently back to reality. Unwillingly leaving a duel of minds like that wasn't an enjoyable experience for anyone, with Grodd's immediate roar marking his own frustration.<br/><br/>He separated himself from the shark and locked eyes with the cause of his anger. Where one might expect a heavy charge or clumsy blows like the shark-demigod Grodd's assault was almost surreal. A red, sparking lightning seemed to materialise around him for a fraction of a second before he moved with a speed normally associated with the likes of the Flash. Grodd wasn't that quick but his innate link with the speed force let him move drastically faster than even most superhumans. He swung for Wonder Woman's shoulder, not having the sense to line up a more harmful blow his speed and strength would none the less likely leave an impact, but he had perhaps wasted the surprise of his speed on something unlikely to cause more than some pain and a bit of a shock. Behind him the Shark was still dusting off the embarrassment of his clumsiness, turning to charge after Grodd, though fortunately he was far slower.