Dawn/Xander/Vi/Tim
In the office Tim had gone for the incognito look, but now? There was no reason. He needed every weapon in his arsenal and his suit was more practical then trying to conceal weapons under his clothes. He ditched his civis and covered Vi and Xander. Both of them had more demon experience then him so he took their cues and whatever orders came with them without argument. He was perfectly capable of following orders, it was just a role reversal for him that they didn't come from Batman or other costumed type. But none of that mattered, he was just worried about Dawn. Tim's arsenal was a bit different than theirs. In a black gloved hand he gripped a deadly sharp batterang and had several emergency R's that were just as lethal if he needed backups.
"10-4." Police talk to Xander's order, a nasty habit he picked up from Dick when on the field that he'd have to remember to break later. He couldn't think of anything snarky, he was focused on Dawn and staying alive. No super powers and no demon advantage meant he had to be alert and aware to everything that surrounded them, and he was. Piercing ice blue eyes behind his domino mask searched through the sea of demons and things with teeth and claws in attempt to find a hint of Dawn. So far nothing. Just alot of ugly evil minions getting in there way. The killable ones were ahead. Robin had their backs.
"I thought I heard someth-woah!" He'd heard a voice, but it was hard to pick out with all the others around them and all the demons wanting them dead. He was interrupted by a demon that tried to plow into him like the juggernaut flattened walls, and he jumped up on it's shoulder, kicking it to the ground and landing behind it. The demon stumbled and landed to the ground on it's chest, Tim threw a battering with a deadly and sickening accurate force into it's spine as he got his footing. The weapon stuck there and Tim straightened up. "I thought I heard something over there." He pointed in the distance infront of them the direction he thought he heard it. Then out of the corner of his right eye he saw movement. "Xander, duck!" There was a demon coming at him from the angle Tim was facing. Making sure he was down he leaned and launched another sharpened batterang at that ones throat before it could get within a foot of the scooby. He was getting faster as the adrenaline kicked in.