<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://www.nerdcaliber.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/BvR-Batman-angry-1024x576.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Batman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13605226#msg13605226)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Gotham City — Burnley District — Unidentified tenement complex<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Oct. 19, 2017, 17:00<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Killer Croc, Zatan, Unidentified civilians<br/><strong>Content:</strong>(Warnings for gore or sensitive topics. Please don't post smut in this thread.)<br/><hr/><br/>Batman put his plan into action the moment Croc's foot started forward, hurling a batarang with pinpoint accuracy at the beast's brow ridge. A second one followed it half a breath later, then a third. As expected, Croc instinctively raised his hands to cover his eyes, even while the sharpened metal projectiles bounced harmlessly off his skin. He snarled in frustration as Batman hurled a fourth and prepared for his charge.<br/><br/>Unfortunately, Murphy chose that moment to strike. Instead of charging, Croc turned and crashed into a different wall, smashing it to pieces. Plaster dust and wood splinters filled the air as Croc grabbed hold of a couch and hurled it into a different wall which crumpled like tinfoil. On the other side, a young man yelped and took off for the door, tripping over the leg of a broken chair and crawling the rest of the way. Croc wasted no time watching him, though, as he ripped the frame off of a nearby door and demolished the wall with a swipe of his tail.<br/><br/>Overhead, the roof started to buckle.<br/><br/><em>"Batman - holler if you need help!"</em>Zatan's voice chimed in his head. A moment later, like a strange case of vertigo, Batman's sight seemed to switch beyond his own body. He could see Wonder Woman busily deflecting a flurry of lightning fast blows from Grodd while King Shark reached up for her legs from some sort of hole in the ground. Then, just as instantly, he was back in the tenement building watching Croc upend a dresser.<br/><br/>Well, at least he wouldn't have to worry about having room to maneuver anymore. Croc had essentially made them an arena.<br/><br/><em>"I can handle Croc,"</em>Batman said back to the magician.<em>"Focus on covering Diana."</em>Then, as an afterthought, he added<em>"Grodd can utilize the speed force, but he needs friction. Try ice."</em><br/><br/>With that, Batman turned his attention back to Croc. He certainly hadn't left Batman any place to hide, so there was no getting the drop on him now. And with the ceiling already starting to fold in on itself, there was no time left to play with anyway. Going toe-to-toe with Killer Croc wasn't ideal, but Batman had done it before—and he'd undoubtedly do it again, if history was anything to go by.<br/><br/>So be it.<br/><br/>Another dip into his utility belt, and he was ready. Batman rushed Croc, lashing out with his right hand and tossing a bola at his ankles. The ropes weren't really designed with brutes like Croc in mind, but they certainly weren't twine. If they snaked his legs, they'd prove difficult to break. He feinted to the left, then ducked to the right, slipping under Croc's mighty arm and launching himself off of the broken remains of the brick wall Croc had smashed earlier. Catapulting through the air, he'd try to land square on Croc's back. If he succeed, he'd jam his unused sonic batarang between Croc's scales, hit the button and roll off of him.