Dax raised his head, his exposed eyes filled with gloom.
"What are you doing?"
He looked at Matt, who had stopped him from stabbing Fisk to death.
Matt's baton struck Dax's blade. "Hand him over to the police," he said earnestly. "The law will punish him."
"Do you know what you're saying?" Dax said coldly. "Who just walked brazenly out of the courthouse after being declared innocent?"
"And who openly twisted right and wrong in front of everyone?"
"Move," Dax said, "or don't blame me for showing no mercy."
"Don't go down the wrong path, Night Ghost!" Matt's voice carried urgency. "Blind killing will only lead to greater chaos!"
"That's not a problem for me."
Dax stared at Matt. "He'll show me the way. Even in the Sea of Mists, I can still sail!"
Knowing who Dax meant by "he," Matt found himself in a bind.
"We have laws that can punish him! Those people are only a minority!"
"Who can guarantee that? Even the FBI is in his pocket!"
One wanted to bring him to justice; the other wanted to execute him on the spot.
As the two remained at an impasse, Ray came over.
He had seen Daredevil's true face, and his thoughts returned to his earlier meeting with Matt at the Police Station over the matter of driving without a license.
Then he looked at Night Ghost, who had actually saved him.
Ray's feelings were complicated. On one hand, he now knew Daredevil's identity; on the other, he was wondering how to deal with Daredevil from now on.
He approached and said earnestly, "I'll make sure Wilson Fisk gets the punishment he deserves."
As an FBI agent with a sense of justice, Ray had simply been kept in the dark this time.
He wanted Fisk to remain