In a small cell, deep within the prison, a masked face looks up. He is bound with his hands to each side, so that he can't get decent leverage to break free. A complex system of tubes pump a dark liquid directly into three tubes hardwired into his cranium. The mask stretches, as if the man wearing it smiled.<br/><br/><em>Ah, Joker. this has your fingerprint all over it.</em>He flexes slightly, gaining a small bit of freedom for his left wrist.<em>Time to accelerate my plan. Let's hope that what I have left is enough.</em><br/><br/>Carefully, he twists, and the tubes jump to life. For these tubes contain the drug Venom, a highly addictive performance enhancer. So addictive that the man using it now cannot live without it. He's been carefully rationing his dosage until now, hoarding a little bit here, a drop there. But little things add up. Because, as impressive as his physical abilities are, Bane is just as impressive mentally.<br/><br/>As the Venom hits Bane's system, he jerks back his head and howls. His already pumped physique swells as he strains against the restraints. The metal strains to resist, before tearing like wet tissue paper.<br/><br/>Bane is free.