Hush Batman had indeed teamed up with Scarecrow. Batman narrowed his eyes from the helicopter. He was considering whether to go down and help, but soon spotted another figure at the end of the bridge. The rain was growing heavier.
"Save me! Batman! Save me!!!"
Someone cried out in the rainy night. Hush Batman, who had just climbed up from the ground, spat out blood. Turning around, he saw Jonathan Crane, covered in blood, limping toward them.
He smashed his last two Fear Gas grenades onto the ground, seemingly hoping to force the approaching figure back. But unfortunately, the figure carrying a long blade continued to advance slowly. Among so many Talons, no one could withstand even a single exchange with him.
Schiller, crouched behind the Batmobile and firing, glanced in that direction. "So it's Psychopathy."
Fear Gas also stimulated the central nervous system; otherwise, it would not cause hallucinations. Great. The stimulant had worn off, and now the Fear Gas was here. Why did this come with free refills?
Psychopathy had reclaimed the long blade. With one slash, he cut across Jonathan's back as Jonathan stumbled in his panic and fell. Jonathan screamed. His will to survive drove him to run desperately forward until he hid behind Hush Batman.
Hush Batman had no time to care about him. He saw the Fear Gas grenades Jonathan had thrown over and knew this was an opportunity. Once that Batman in metal armor inhaled the Fear Gas, his movements would inevitably slow down. Hush Batman could defeat him then.
So he slowly approached Arkham Batman. Watching the entire scene from the helicopter, Batman could barely stand to look.
This universe's Scarecrow was something else, throwing Fear Gas at the two people least afraid of Fear Gas. And this universe's Batman was no