Directly above their current location was the Daily Planet office building, and Lois really was working late on a draft tonight...
Clark braced himself against the wall and slowly rose, glaring furiously at the two Batmen.
Seeing his eyes, Batman relaxed slightly. Poison Ivy had not completely controlled Clark; he still remembered Lois and still cared about her safety.
Good. A Superman with weaknesses was a good Superman!
Batman strode forward, his right hand clenched in the Kryptonite Gauntlet as he viciously punched Clark in the face.
Green Kryptonite was a Kryptonian's weakness, but the dose Clark had been exposed to would only weaken him; it was far from enough to rob him of his fighting ability. Batman knew this well. His dark iron fist carried all his strength, leaving no room for mercy.
Smack!
Clark raised a hand and blocked Batman's iron fist. He narrowed his eyes, about to use Heat Vision, when he suddenly remembered the main gas valve and stopped himself at the last possible moment.
On the other side, Bruce sprinted forward. Taking advantage of Clark's distraction, he slammed the Kryptonite Gauntlet into Clark's abdomen.
A dull thud rang out. Clark's eyes bulged as he doubled over, and with his red cape, he looked remarkably like a lobster.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang—
The two Batmen attacked from both sides, four Kryptonite Gauntlets raining down on Clark and hammering him into a slump against the wall.
Just then, Bruce suddenly felt his ankle tighten as Clark hooked his foot and tripped him.
Before he could regain his balance, the Batman beside him was taken down by the same move. They crashed together in a heap.
Clark, who had been taking a beating the whole time, roared and grabbed Bruce by the ankle, repeatedly smashing him against the