Chương 53: Chapter 53 (edited)
The high-speed train had successfully left the blockade of Narrows Island, racing across the viaduct. As the microwave emitter entered Gotham City, its destructive effects became evident. Water in the underground pipes evaporated rapidly, creating immense pressure that sent manhole covers flying into the air. Poisonous fear toxins began to seep into the streets, blanketing Gotham in a sinister fog.
Meanwhile, Bruce Wayne, fully clad as Batman, had boarded the train in pursuit of Ra's al Ghul. His determination to stop Ra's' deadly plan was unwavering.
"You just never learn, do you?" Ra's said, turning to face Bruce with an expression that betrayed neither surprise nor fear. After all, Bruce was once his prized pupil.
Ra's motioned subtly with his head, and four of his shadow warriors stepped forward, placing themselves between him and Batman.
"I didn't intend to kill you, Bruce," Ra's said coldly. "But if you insist on courting death, I'll oblige."
The four warriors advanced without hesitation, their movements swift and deadly. But Bruce was equally determined. Drawing upon the skills he had honed during his time with the League of Shadows, he engaged them in combat.
Though Bruce lacked the superhuman strength of others like Kara, his extensive training and sharp instincts gave him the upper hand. The narrow space of the train worked to his advantage, allowing him to neutralize his opponents one by one with precision.
"Will you just hide behind your lackeys?" Bruce challenged, standing over the fallen warriors. He had spared their lives but left them incapacitated.
Ra's responded with a cold sneer. "You underestimate me, Bruce. Allow me to show you why that's a mistake."
With a fluid motion, Ra's unsheathed a hidden blade from within his cane. The long, razor-sharp weapon gleamed ominously as he brandished it.
Ra's lunged, striking with the calculated precision of a master swordsman. Bruce, unarmed, relied on the reinforced arm guards of his Batsuit. The serrated edges of the guards clamped down on the blade, forming a scissor-like grip. With a powerful twist, Bruce applied force to the side of the blade.
CRACK!
The weapon shattered into fragments, much to Ra's' chagrin.
Ra's, however, was unfazed. "Do you think a broken blade will stop me? You've learned much, but not enough." He cast aside the remnants of his weapon and launched himself at Bruce with bare hands.
The two engaged in fierce hand-to-hand combat. Despite Bruce's strength and skill, Ra's proved to be the superior fighter. His speed, power, and experience overwhelmed Bruce, who struggled to land a solid blow.
"Is that all you have?" Ra's taunted, his voice dripping with disdain. "Don't forget who taught you everything you know. You've never defeated me, and you never will."
Each of Ra's strikes landed with precision, forcing Bruce onto the defensive. It was clear that without some external intervention, Bruce would lose this battle.
At that moment, a loud noise interrupted the fight. A figure in black entered the train through a shattered window, moving with grace and agility.
"Need a hand, handsome?" Kara Danvers, dressed in a Batman-inspired suit, stood confidently with her hands on her hips. Her playful smirk contrasted sharply with the tense situation.
Bruce, though bruised and battered, couldn't help but feel relief. "You took care of the others?" he asked.
"Piece of cake," Kara replied, tilting her head to reveal the long blade strapped to her back—a trophy from her defeated foes.
Ra's narrowed his eyes, his expression darkening. He could deduce the fate of his subordinates, and while he cared little for their lives, their defeat was a blow to his pride.
Kara's gaze shifted to the microwave emitter, which stood ominously in the center of the train. "Bruce, tell me you're not planning to recycle this thing. Why haven't you destroyed it yet?"
Bruce, still catching his breath, managed a weak reply. "Do I look like I had the chance?"
Kara's eyes flicked back to him, noticing his precarious position. Ra's had him pinned, one hand gripping Bruce's neck while the other formed a fist ready to strike.
"Yikes," Kara said, covering her eyes with one hand in mock embarrassment. "Carry on, I didn't see anything."
"Not the time for jokes!" Bruce and Ra's snapped in unison.
Kara's smirk widened. "Alright, let's even the odds." She stepped forward, cracking her knuckles. Ra's released Bruce and turned to face the new challenger.
"I see you're just as reckless as him," Ra's remarked.
"And you're just as full of yourself," Kara shot back. Her tone was light, but her stance was firm.
The tension in the train car was palpable as the three prepared for what was to come. Outside, Gotham's streets continued to fill with the noxious fog, the city teetering on the brink of collapse.
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