"Take it down," Steph yells. "Before Grundy can get away!"

She's glad she took the time to stock up on 'rangs before patrol, since she's going through them like so much water. She only debates for a second before grabbing a tracerang; if they can't take it down, at least they can follow it. She tosses it towards the retreating building.

God, her life is weird some days.