That hardly feels good.

Bruce grit his teeth and grunted as he felt the ballistics fire against his armor. He took a deep breath, then pushed out to exhale the pain. He rushed Slade, raising his forearm to let the steel of his blade clash there instead. He was old. He was rusty. He could definitely feel it. If —

“Impressive.” Bruce approached from behind. The first time he’d seen a Batman bigger than him. He’d seen a whole Hell of a lot of them over his years. He patted the others back, a signal for him to rise. He stared down at Gotham. “She calls for us. She calls for help. Lets go, man.”

Bruce stayed silent. Talk was cheap. And to be frank, be had already grown annoyed with Slade’s pointless banter. Bruce shifted to the right and slammed his fist into Slade’s ribcage. The two were dangerously alike. Both capably violent men. Both extremely trained. They each had the —

The Batman raised his arm and allowed the blade to clash against the steel of his gauntlet. It sparked against it with a loud ‘CLINK!’ Typical. Slade was never one to face things with his fists. He relied on cheap accessories like swords and guns. Bruce was no stranger to weaponry. But if he —

He kept his arms at his side. He felt no danger from the pathetic bastard that called himself ‘Deathstroke the Terminator’. He was too old. Too experienced. “I’ll tell you what, Slade. The first move belongs to you.” He stood still, waiting for him to thrust his sword.

Grayson? He hadn’t heard that name in years. The two hadn’t been in contact for close to a decade. “I’ve no idea, Slade. But I’ll be damned if I let you find him.”

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