“Pretty sure you’re the only one who misses them” Terry insisted as another well placed kick took down another thug. He winced at the Molotov but told himself to have a fire suppression pellet on standby.
Bludhaven was the rougher city between it and Gotham. Terry knew that even before becoming Batman. These thugs could take a beating and then some, even without splicing.
“Truth is, I need some help.”
“Hell yeah I do! Nightwing has sucha stick up his ass, at least the Boss is funny sometimes! The snippy messages means he cares, y’know?” Such a casual conversation to be having while she was in the process of breaking a man’s arm. Turning abruptly to the last man standing, Carrie took a running leap only to headbutt the thug with the full force of her kevlar-lined helmet.
Dusting herself off and giving the area a quick scan, she turned back to Terry. “You know all you have to do is call. How can I help?”
She was right about that, Terry thought as he watched Carrie take down the last of the men. With a thud, the man was down and the police would be on the scene soon enough to deal with this.
“Yeah, but I’d rather get your expertise on this. And I’m worried what Bruce will do.” He sighed and shook his head. “I’ve been hearing that the Mutant Leader’s been spotted in Gotham again. I may need help with him.”
