Before Rapunzel can even assess just how many figures stand in her way, the entire perimeter is obscured in a cloud of smoke. She can hear pained grunts and shrieks as the hapless assassins fall one by one, beaten and subdued by a towering, dark figure. As soon as the smoke clears, practically every threat that stood in Rapunzel's way lies either unconscious or far too injured to move.
The last man standing is the new Batman: Dick Grayson. ]
Might be pointless to ask if you're okay... but feel free to share with the class. Do you know who I am?
[ He briefly scans the area for any remaining hostiles, only to turn his attention back to Rapunzel. ]
And can you tell me why the League of Assassins are holding you captive?
[ He removes his cape, proffering it to Rapunzel in case she might need the comfort it brings. She's visibly distraught, after all, and who can blame her? This is the League of Assassins, for pete's sake. ]
I'm getting you out of here.
[ Dick's not about to unload any baggage about the reason he's Batman now. Best for the world to believe, after all, that Batman never died.
Still, if there was a chance to resurrect Bruce, bring him back to a world that still needs him so desperately, Dick wanted to assess his options. See if a pact with Ra's Al Ghul to restore life to a man they both respect is even worth it... or if it's just a deal with the devil. Bruce's loss pains Dick still, like the loss of his parents had been repeated and amplified the moment he learned Darkseid had killed his adoptive father.
The pain lingers, Bruce's shadow inescapable ever since, but it isn't enough to distract Dick. Not right now, when it's clear that this innocent girl - who's evidently been in the League's clutches - needs his help. ]
To think, I was only here to talk to Ra's. The bastard will get his due retribution... but not until you're safe.
works great!!
Not if Batman has anything to say about it.
Before Rapunzel can even assess just how many figures stand in her way, the entire perimeter is obscured in a cloud of smoke. She can hear pained grunts and shrieks as the hapless assassins fall one by one, beaten and subdued by a towering, dark figure. As soon as the smoke clears, practically every threat that stood in Rapunzel's way lies either unconscious or far too injured to move.
The last man standing is the new Batman: Dick Grayson. ]
Might be pointless to ask if you're okay... but feel free to share with the class. Do you know who I am?
[ He briefly scans the area for any remaining hostiles, only to turn his attention back to Rapunzel. ]
And can you tell me why the League of Assassins are holding you captive?
[ He removes his cape, proffering it to Rapunzel in case she might need the comfort it brings. She's visibly distraught, after all, and who can blame her? This is the League of Assassins, for pete's sake. ]
I'm getting you out of here.
[ Dick's not about to unload any baggage about the reason he's Batman now. Best for the world to believe, after all, that Batman never died.
Still, if there was a chance to resurrect Bruce, bring him back to a world that still needs him so desperately, Dick wanted to assess his options. See if a pact with Ra's Al Ghul to restore life to a man they both respect is even worth it... or if it's just a deal with the devil. Bruce's loss pains Dick still, like the loss of his parents had been repeated and amplified the moment he learned Darkseid had killed his adoptive father.
The pain lingers, Bruce's shadow inescapable ever since, but it isn't enough to distract Dick. Not right now, when it's clear that this innocent girl - who's evidently been in the League's clutches - needs his help. ]
To think, I was only here to talk to Ra's. The bastard will get his due retribution... but not until you're safe.