Terror!A concentrated dose of the fear toxin is rushing through the Scarecrow's body. Adrenaline is pumping like it's never done before
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Deathstroke boards the flaming dirigible, and Crane sees not the orange and blue costume, but instead a black and gray costume, with the smoke forming into leathery-winged bats, flying behind him, swirling around him, moving towards Crane.
And then Batman boards from the other side. And this time, he sees reality... his greatest fear made flesh.
He stops his screaming abruptly. And he turns and dashes away from both of them, rushing below deck once more, clutching his scythe with white knuckles.
Ralph is currently still below, fighting with the controls. These things have taken a lot of damage, and he's barely getting any response. Little enough that, unusually for the Ductile Detective, his attention is forced almost entirely on to the controls. "C'mon, /every/ flaming vehicle in Gotham crashes into the Harbor, its like the rules or something... c'mon, turn."
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Deathstroke boards the flaming dirigible, and Crane sees not the orange and blue costume, but instead a black and gray costume, with the smoke forming into leathery-winged bats, flying behind him, swirling around him, moving towards Crane.
And then Batman boards from the other side. And this time, he sees reality... his greatest fear made flesh.
He stops his screaming abruptly. And he turns and dashes away from both of them, rushing below deck once more, clutching his scythe with white knuckles.
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"C'mon, /every/ flaming vehicle in Gotham crashes into the Harbor, its like the rules or something... c'mon, turn."
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He'd lambast Dick or Tim for doing something of the ilk.
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