"If you knew where I came from, you'd know this was necessary. But..I don't have to explain myself to you. You're the one that should be doing the explaining."
Terry was fast, but he was still young and still had a lot to learn. Still needed direction from Bruce. The Batman. This wasn't going to end well. For a split second he saw red as he was caught off guard and this time was the one who was captured. Head throbbing as it hit the rock. The video screen in his cowl flickering as the small visor cracked from the impact. Sparks flew and he squinted his eyes. He could feel blood trailing down his chin that he spit hoping it landed somewhere in Dexters general direction.
"I'm going to bring you in." He grit his teeth and shifted to free an arm enough to throw an upper cut into the mans stomach and attempted to roll away. Who was this guy? If he made it out, he'd have to remember to ask Max. Who was totally going to reem him for missing the meeting.