[ Hana asked a great person. An important one. But in the small time they had left, Dick knew he could do it little justice without enough thought. So for the time being, he didn't bury it, but he set it aside for later. Knew it was important enough to come back to, because it was important to Hana. It was with this understanding that he leaped off, Nightwing taking on Komodo and Deadshot above, while D.Va aggros the Talon troopers below.
Though the two aren't necessarily fighting side by side, here, they find in tandem, comprising a single operation. Without D.Va to attract the stray gunfire of the troopers, Nightwing would have too much on his plate fending off Komodo's archery and Deadshot's sniping. Where Nightwing and Komodo are in close range to each other, occupying the same side of the tower, Deadshot watches from the opposite side across the roadaway.
Seeking cover in protrusions of the tower's infrastructure, Nightwing parries blows as Komodo enters close range and employs his own deadly martial arts. Nightwing also has to be conscious of the way both marksmen seek to monopolize his attention, hoping he can be distracted just enough for one of them to land a shot. But it doesn't happen-- Nightwing gets trapped in a guillotine choke from Komodo, the former's head soon in Deadshot's crosshairs. But Nightwing performs a sitout with the brunt of his weight, holding Komodo's choking arm tight to make him roll over. It happens just before Deadshot pulls the trigger, Komodo's right shoulderblade catching the bullet instead of any part of Nightwing's.
The wound loosens Komodo's grip, him crying out in anguish as Nightwing escapes and plants a knee on Komodo's face. Deadshot reloads in this time, aims again, only to find the fray across the roadway covered in smoke. Knowing full well Nightwing's probably making his way to him, Deadshot stops lying on the ground in his sniping position to ready some of his closer range artillery. But no matter how prepared he gets to subdue Nightwing, he forgets who exactly was trained by the best. Nightwing had already zipped across the gap between both sides of the tower, kneeing Deadshot in the face before he could search for his target. Nightwing grabs Deadshot's arm with both hands, the one carrying a proprietary wrist gun, and slams that arm against the corner of a wall to break it. ]
How are you doing over there, D.VA? Got a number one victory royale, or what?
[ There's a newfound vigor that seems to propel Nightwing forward, driving him to be daring while also playing smart. Not simply diving headfirst into the hail of bullets and arrows that would've killed him had not taken the same approach. ]
Listen, I'm done here. I'm gonna need your help taking these guys to the drop zone.
[ So as his communications with D.Va continue, and they start cleaning up shop in this particular bridge, the time soon comes to call for reinforcements. Other members of the insurgency stand by to fend off the remaining Talon troopers, giving Nightwing and D.VA the allowance they need to follow through with depositing their newfound prisoners. The rhythm of dividing the work this way, distracting Talon troopers to subdue and detain the Magistrate's new enforcers, proves to be something of a routine as the night progresses.
Very soon, it's Prometheus and Copperhead who get taken down. Two martial artists, testing how well Nightwing can use those eskrima sticks. What they couldn't anticipate, for all their training, is D.Va's Meka barreling through them both.
They almost seemed easier than the previous ones, all things considered. Maybe Nightwing and D.Va just caught a lucky break. Too soon to say for sure as they head to Blackgate Isle, Nightwing having charted a flight path for the Meka to follow. Given all the time that's passed across the previous skirmishes, Killer Croc and Orca must've disembarked from their boat already, their entourage of Talon troopers following suit. Perhaps they have plans of taking over the old Blackgate Prison, claiming it for the Magistrate's purposes while it's empty enough to be "for lease."
But clearly, they've caught on. Know that Nightwing and D.Va are hot on their tails by now. So even while cloaked, seeking cloud cover, lasers fire at them from above. The Talon troopers have them in their sights, though they're so high up it's a tad difficult for a shot to land. ]
Okay, D.Va. Keep them confused.
They think they'll succeed by some kind of phalanx formation down there, but they're arranged more like bowling pins to me.
Does your defense matrix have enough juice? Because they sure look like they're asking for a bowling ball to match.
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Though the two aren't necessarily fighting side by side, here, they find in tandem, comprising a single operation. Without D.Va to attract the stray gunfire of the troopers, Nightwing would have too much on his plate fending off Komodo's archery and Deadshot's sniping. Where Nightwing and Komodo are in close range to each other, occupying the same side of the tower, Deadshot watches from the opposite side across the roadaway.
Seeking cover in protrusions of the tower's infrastructure, Nightwing parries blows as Komodo enters close range and employs his own deadly martial arts. Nightwing also has to be conscious of the way both marksmen seek to monopolize his attention, hoping he can be distracted just enough for one of them to land a shot. But it doesn't happen-- Nightwing gets trapped in a guillotine choke from Komodo, the former's head soon in Deadshot's crosshairs. But Nightwing performs a sitout with the brunt of his weight, holding Komodo's choking arm tight to make him roll over. It happens just before Deadshot pulls the trigger, Komodo's right shoulderblade catching the bullet instead of any part of Nightwing's.
The wound loosens Komodo's grip, him crying out in anguish as Nightwing escapes and plants a knee on Komodo's face. Deadshot reloads in this time, aims again, only to find the fray across the roadway covered in smoke. Knowing full well Nightwing's probably making his way to him, Deadshot stops lying on the ground in his sniping position to ready some of his closer range artillery. But no matter how prepared he gets to subdue Nightwing, he forgets who exactly was trained by the best. Nightwing had already zipped across the gap between both sides of the tower, kneeing Deadshot in the face before he could search for his target. Nightwing grabs Deadshot's arm with both hands, the one carrying a proprietary wrist gun, and slams that arm against the corner of a wall to break it. ]
How are you doing over there, D.VA? Got a number one victory royale, or what?
[ There's a newfound vigor that seems to propel Nightwing forward, driving him to be daring while also playing smart. Not simply diving headfirst into the hail of bullets and arrows that would've killed him had not taken the same approach. ]
Listen, I'm done here. I'm gonna need your help taking these guys to the drop zone.
[ So as his communications with D.Va continue, and they start cleaning up shop in this particular bridge, the time soon comes to call for reinforcements. Other members of the insurgency stand by to fend off the remaining Talon troopers, giving Nightwing and D.VA the allowance they need to follow through with depositing their newfound prisoners. The rhythm of dividing the work this way, distracting Talon troopers to subdue and detain the Magistrate's new enforcers, proves to be something of a routine as the night progresses.
Very soon, it's Prometheus and Copperhead who get taken down. Two martial artists, testing how well Nightwing can use those eskrima sticks. What they couldn't anticipate, for all their training, is D.Va's Meka barreling through them both.
They almost seemed easier than the previous ones, all things considered. Maybe Nightwing and D.Va just caught a lucky break. Too soon to say for sure as they head to Blackgate Isle, Nightwing having charted a flight path for the Meka to follow. Given all the time that's passed across the previous skirmishes, Killer Croc and Orca must've disembarked from their boat already, their entourage of Talon troopers following suit. Perhaps they have plans of taking over the old Blackgate Prison, claiming it for the Magistrate's purposes while it's empty enough to be "for lease."
But clearly, they've caught on. Know that Nightwing and D.Va are hot on their tails by now. So even while cloaked, seeking cloud cover, lasers fire at them from above. The Talon troopers have them in their sights, though they're so high up it's a tad difficult for a shot to land. ]
Okay, D.Va. Keep them confused.
They think they'll succeed by some kind of phalanx formation down there, but they're arranged more like bowling pins to me.
Does your defense matrix have enough juice? Because they sure look like they're asking for a bowling ball to match.