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The bullet bounced off of the scales on Croc's head, giving him enough pain to nearly drive him into another frenzy. His head turned to the direction that the bullet came from, after which he turned and charged again, with far more stability of motion than anyone his size had any right to possess. "I'll tear out your heart and eat it in front of you as you die!"



Bane walked in the direction the Joker had indicated. Eventually, he spotted the woman in blue, and the game stand that she was standing on. And everywhere the huge brute went, the lamb was sure to go. If by 'lamb', one really meant 'monstrously huge zombie that's impossible to permanently kill'. "Woman, your time's come. Just come here and I'll make it quick," Bane said to her, "But if you don't, WE'LL make you wish you'd die."

"SOLOMON GRUNDY! BORN ON A MONDAY! CHRISTENED ON TUESDAY! MARRIED ON WEDNESDAY!" Grundy said. Bane paid him no attention; his ability to focus and concentrate on what he wanted was a huge plus.



Mr. Freeze was trapped in a wall, lying on his back on the ground. He had no idea what to do. His gun simply kept firing as he continued to keep his finger on the trigger. He wondered what happened to the wall's matter when he phased through. And why he couldn't feel his legs... He looked down, and saw that he was bleeding from the bottom of his torso. ...Oh, so NOTHING happened to the matter of the wall. It stayed put. And in doing so, cut him in half. As his eyes began to lose focus from the blood loss, he found the strangth to say, "Nora... I'm sorry... My sweet, love... lovely... No... Nor..." He passed out and died, his hand going limp on his gun. With nowhere for the pressure to go, the freeze ray began to whine in protest, until...

BOOM!!!

The explosion of the ray was loud, but wouldn't affect anyone else, as the whole building was in the way of the explosion interfering in the fight, and was also too far to be of any concern for Sapph, Bane, or Grundy, nor for Hal and Carlie. As the flames dies away, a very curious thing emerged. The fires died off, because everywhere close to the blast radius was now covered in ice. His upper half was buried under it. His lower half was still bleeding out inside the building, the steel walls protecting the structural integrity of the place from the explosion.

Arell got another round ready and kept firing at the big croc.

"Y'all can step in t' get 'im ANY F***IN' TIME NOW!!!" he growled, squeezing off three more shots towards the croc's eyes in as rapid succession as he could.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

He started walking backwards while firing, maintaining composure and not losing his head, despite the blast from Mr. Freeze. He kept backwards until he felt himself back right into a building. Hell of a way to die . . . by someone accused to be one of my relatives! he thought, unleashing both pistols at the Croc. At this point not hoping to kill him, but to buy himself enough time to get out of this mess!

All of a sudden, Arell saw the explosion, the remains of his pickup truck and the dead Waylon Jones on the ground. He holstered his guns and took off his hat in silence for his fallen reptilian foe.

"Damn . . . his time's up." he growled, putting out his cigarette on the ground. He put his hat back on and walked further into the park, keeping himself covered and devising his next move on the chessboard.

Arell smiled a little bit, a little depressed that he lost his truck in the course of this s**tstorm. He reloaded his two pistols.

"I wouldn't have it any other way, Red, you know de lay of de land better." he said, his Cajun rasp cut out in a growl as he looked around.

"Well, you know dis guy mo' dan I do. What would you do in a situation like dis?" he asked, minding his manners. The memory of that night in the tower flashed in his mind. He shook it off as quick as he could. You're on the job, kid. Now is NOT the time to be mentally unstable! he thought.

Carlie watched the death of Mr. Freeze, and wasn't too affected... but when she saw Apex kill Killer Croc in cold blood, she shivered.

"Daddy... that guy's pretty dangerous," she said softly. And was he moving toward Solomon Grundy and Bane?! Christ...


"Hey, Kai..." Nightwing said, hurrying up to her and Arell. "I don't think that guy plays by our rules. He... reminds me a lot of Deathstroke, actually..."


Elasa led Roxanne to Lucas and Alex, smiling benignly. "Here you are," she said to Shadow Spider.


Apex, however, thought nothing of Kai's words. He didn't care what the woman thought of him, and if she really wanted to make the mistake of attempting to do something about him killing in cold blood, he would have no problem in making sure that she could never fight crime again. As he approached Solomon Grundy and Bane, he stopped, looking from them to Sapphire Spider and back again. The woman would have to leave. He didn't want any assistance. He wanted these two to himself.

Sapphire relaxed just a tad. Maaaayybe she could talk her way out of this. "It means the person your boss is so eager to have is using magic and me to get around the park without getting hurt herself. I'm not the one he really wants, and I'm not about to get myself killed just because she wants me to give her a taxi ride inside." she replied.

Then she stopped and looked over at the new arrival. She was hoping this was help and not yet another obstacle to try and dance around.



Alex looked over, and gave Shadow a relieved smile as she approached. Not only was she alright, but it looked as though she was calm enough that she wasn't wanting to smash someone's head in.

Shadow looked over at Elasa and nodded. "Thank you."



Hal frowned and gave her a nod. "I see that." he replied. There was nothing he could do for the two victims. But...he might be able to prevent Grundy or Bane from getting killed.