Growling under her breath, Batman reaches up to her cowl, knowingly switching the HUD's focus so that she can see Grundy's face up close and personal. It's grotesque to see what he's become -- inside and outside the machine -- but Cass doesn't need reminders that she has human lives to save. And that includes Grundy. There won't be any blowing up this robot. Yet.
"Legs," she grunts to her companions before rushing forward.
Once she's slid beneath Grundy's legs and has turned to face behind the armor, she throws the remote detonating Batarangs for the joints behind the armor's knee space.
She may not be the most learned in robotics, but Cassandra has torn up her share of devices. She knows all her team needs is an opening.
"Grundy!" she calls out before pressing the button for remote detonation of the Batarangs. "Does Toyman know... you have his toys?" She narrows her eyes. "Does Luthor?"
Primary objective might be to save these souls attached to Grundy's machine, but Batman's still a detective. And she's seen too many Metropolis connections lately for comfort.
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"Legs," she grunts to her companions before rushing forward.
Once she's slid beneath Grundy's legs and has turned to face behind the armor, she throws the remote detonating Batarangs for the joints behind the armor's knee space.
She may not be the most learned in robotics, but Cassandra has torn up her share of devices. She knows all her team needs is an opening.
"Grundy!" she calls out before pressing the button for remote detonation of the Batarangs. "Does Toyman know... you have his toys?" She narrows her eyes. "Does Luthor?"
Primary objective might be to save these souls attached to Grundy's machine, but Batman's still a detective. And she's seen too many Metropolis connections lately for comfort.