Capítulo 90: Chapter 90 (edited)
The arrival of Kara and Bruce immediately shifted the odds in favor of the police. The two swiftly disabled the two trucks escorting Harvey in their unique ways, leaving only the Joker's truck ahead.
However, Joker was no easy opponent. Noticing the two Batmobiles—one sleek silver-gray, the other classic black, piloted by a man and a woman—approaching from opposite sides, he let out his signature maniacal laugh. Calm and unfazed, Joker raised an RPG launcher and aimed it at the truck transporting Harvey.
Bruce reacted instantly, launching his vehicle over a nearby police car to intercept the rocket with his tank. The explosion left his tank immobilized, but Bruce emerged unharmed.
Kara scanned the scene, confirming Bruce was fine but his tank beyond repair. Fortunately, both had motorcycles hidden within their respective vehicles. Kara's silver-gray bike roared to life, and Bruce soon followed, his black motorcycle matching her pace.
Riding side by side, the two exchanged nods. Despite their differences, their radios and shared goal bridged any gaps in coordination.
"Kara, don't kill him. We'll use a steel wire with a tensile strength exceeding thirty tons to drag him out of the truck," Bruce instructed, his tone calm but firm. As the mastermind behind their equipment, he was well aware of its capabilities.
Kara sighed but complied. "Got it. But you owe me a fix for my tank." She felt a twinge of annoyance—her vehicle had been destroyed before she'd even had a chance to showcase it properly. Luckily, Bruce didn't seem to know why it had been wrecked.
Bruce readily agreed. To him, this was a minor issue—money could solve most problems.
Splitting up, Kara and Bruce advanced on Joker's truck from opposite directions. Joker, seemingly agitated, moved erratically inside, though his chaotic demeanor masked a calculated madness. Underestimating him was always a mistake—even Kara and Bruce weren't exempt.
Approaching the truck, they each used their motorcycles' weapon systems to anchor the steel wires to the rear axle. Working in tandem, they laid several more lengths of wire on both sides of the truck, securing them to nearby load-bearing pillars within the underground tunnel.
Stopping their bikes, they braced themselves. The wires stretched taut, groaning under the strain before ripping the truck's rear compartment clean off. The front of the truck sped forward, but the dislodged cargo area flipped violently, leaving Joker and his men inside unconscious.
Police forces, already positioned ahead, swiftly subdued those in the truck's cab. Meanwhile, Bruce drove towards the detached compartment, where Commissioner Gordon unexpectedly emerged from the shadows with a squad of officers.
Gordon had faked his death earlier, wearing body armor to shield himself when taking a bullet for another officer. Operating behind the scenes, he had collaborated with Bruce to devise the operation, keeping even Harvey in the dark.
Kara, observing from a distance, decided not to intervene. Without so much as a farewell, she revved her engine and vanished into the darkness, leaving Bruce and Gordon to handle the situation.
Gordon, noticing Kara's departure, chose not to comment, focusing instead on apprehending Joker. Despite being thrown around the truck during the crash, Joker managed to stumble out, clutching a gun. Standing in the middle of the road, he spread his arms wide in mock surrender.
"Come on, hit me! Do it!" Joker taunted, a twisted grin plastered across his face.
From a distance, Kara resisted the urge to turn back. If Joker had dared her like that, she wouldn't have hesitated to run him down. But Bruce, bound by his moral code, hesitated. Hitting Joker would mean abandoning his principles—the very core of what made him Batman.
Swerving at the last moment, Bruce avoided Joker, causing his motorcycle to skid and crash. Seizing the opportunity, Joker's henchmen moved in to subdue him.
Kara shook her head in mild exasperation but didn't slow down. She trusted Gordon to handle Joker and knew Bruce would ultimately be fine. Accelerating, she disappeared into the distance, leaving Gotham's madness behind.
As expected, Gordon arrived just in time to capture Joker and his remaining crew. Harvey, unharmed but visibly shaken, was freed. Seeing Gordon alive shocked Harvey, who had been unaware of his role in the operation.
Despite Joker's capture, Kara couldn't shake a nagging feeling. Joker wasn't the type to be outsmarted so easily. His earlier behavior—waiting patiently with the RPG—suggested he had anticipated their moves.
Kara muttered to herself, her unease growing. "This feels off. Joker's never this straightforward. Bruce, be careful. I think this might be a trap."
Her words went unanswered over the radio. Little did she know, Bruce had already been drawn deeper into Joker's twisted game, his resolve and morality tested once again.
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