Meeting Place
Batman never saw it coming. He turns just in the precise moment that Alexeij's foot strikes him in the chest. He tries to offer resistance, but it's futile, the Russian pushes him off the building.
As he falls, Dirtbag's fists morphs into a deadly spike, that punctuates the Bat on the back, as the hell flames summoned by The Witch Hunter engulf him.
After such combined attacks, Batman is heavily injured and bruised, and also stunned. However, you see how he frowns and shows his teeth, before sprinting to action. He throws a smoke bomb to his feet, and when it dissipates, the Bat is gone.
In that moment, three police cars rushed through the alley, making a soundly "Weeeeep!" as they stopped, pointing the blinding lights to Dirtbag and Witch Hunter.
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Dirtbag: Uninjured
Witch Hunter: Uninjured
Alexeij: Uninjured
Batman: Bruised 3 Injured 3, Spent a Hero point to remove stun. Hidden: 24
Bat Str Check:
13
Bat Toughness save:
14 and 12
Bat Toughness vs falling:
18
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Gotham East bank
In a puff of dark ooze, Fist of Khonsu and Hybrid appeared inside the vault of the bank. Hybrid hoarded as much money as he could, and Shane also filled his pockets. When the security guard opened the vault, they were gone, in another portal of darkness.
It was an easy robbery, and they teleported way away from the spot. Now in disguise, the pair walked through the streets of Gotham, the sun had gone down, and the night was fresh and nice. Distant sound of police cars could be heard, each time getting closer, until five patrols rushed past them. Two crashed with other cars that didn't stop on the red lights, the rest turned the next corner, and the breaks made a soundly "Weeeeep!" as they stopped not far away. Now that Hybrid looks at the semaphore, all lights were green. Strange.
Okamoto industries
His father had been rather suspicious about letting her have the jet, but finally, Haruko used her wits and silver tongue to talk him into doing it, as she had been manipulating him since she could remember, making it one more time proved no match for her. She'll have the jet when she wanted.
The Cave
Einar had finally made his desired ritual. But something was odd. Something... Someone... was watching. He felt the hairs on the back of his head lifting, an eerie feeling he had felt centuries ago, when hunted by Roman assassins. He sniffed the air, and detected a scent he had never felt before. A man, Caucasian, ... but where?