You Have Another Plan

The blade pressed close to his face; even his nose felt the bone-piercing chill. Coupled with the killing intent Russell deliberately released, an ordinary person would have been trembling in both legs by now.

Even most superheroes would temporarily lose the ability to think when faced with those blue, coldly gleaming eyes beneath Russell's mask.

But Batman was completely unfazed. He stared straight into Russell's eyes, his unyielding will as immovable as ever, and silently touched a button on his gauntlet.

That was right, he still had a trump card!

Russell had already raised his guard to the utmost. Catching the movement from the corner of his eye, he sparked electricity in his palm, and it spread over Batman in the blink of an eye.

Crackle!

The Battle Armor had no insulation, but the soft armor beneath it did. The current was blocked by the lining, and Batman successfully activated the mechanism. The pointed ears on his helmet began spraying neural Poison Gas with a hiss.

"..."

Honestly, Russell was getting a little sick of this. Right in front of Batman, he demonstrated his astonishing lung capacity, taking a deep breath and inhaling every last bit of Poison Gas.

"The sweetness is just right, but I hate sweets!"

As Russell spoke, the Adamantium Blade sliced through Batman's wrist guards and his golden utility belt, which was practically a treasure chest.

That still was not secure enough. Russell tossed Batman into the air, then raised his blade and unleashed a flurry of slashes, shredding the Battle Armor into fragments all over the ground and exposing Batman's muscular, scar-covered body. Only the Batman helmet and a pair of...

Pink boxer briefs decorated with red strawberries remained!

Russell: (._.)

"..." x2

You really were something else!

Russell said nothing, but Batman could feel