I Was Born for Revenge, I Am the Night, Admiring Batman

Underground Pork Processing Plant.

By the time Du Mu arrived, Batman was lying amid the wreckage, his Batman armor shattered to pieces, long since unconscious.

"Well, damn. He really got solo-killed by a bot."

Du Mu burst out laughing at the sight.

Ultron had already told him the full story.

Simply put, Batman had been hit by Fear Toxin and mistaken his Spider-Man Suit for an illusion. He had launched an attack on his own initiative and had even activated an emergency contingency specifically designed for Spider-Man.

That, in turn, activated the failsafe mechanism built into the Spider-Man Suit.

It was the backup Du Mu had left behind in case the Spider-Man Suit encountered a troublesome enemy: an Ultron subsystem combined with the second form of the Enchanted equipment. It was essentially a Whiplash Robot version of the Spider-Man Suit.

The outcome was obvious.

Lacking any information on its second form, Batman had once again fallen victim to a first-encounter kill and been solo-killed by Ultron, that bot.

Fortunately, Ultron had determined that Batman was not a criminal and thus not within its kill parameters, so it had not gone for the kill. Otherwise, if Batman died in such a manner, even Joker would be too embarrassed to call him his arch-nemesis.

After being pinned to the ground and repeatedly rubbed into the dirt by the Spider-Man Suit under Ultron's control, Batman's unreasonable willpower had finally run dry, and he passed out on the spot.

Du Mu maliciously guessed that Batman might have realized midway through that he had made a huge blunder and, overwhelmed by embarrassment, chosen to pass out to escape reality.

Of course, Du Mu had always loved seeing this sort of thing.

Batman looking this disheveled was a rare sight. It had to be recorded.

Du