[i]"I'll join you Batman, my sword is still hungry for the flesh of these sinful scientific monstrosities"[/i], the archaic warrior proclaimed.

	"Likewise", Xiu hopped in. "All these bullets are weighing me down. I need to spend a few m-"

	As she spoke, she saw the swiftly approaching figure, suspended eerily in the air.

	"The hell?", she breathed.

	[i]"Are they friend or foe?!"[/i], Sir William inquired.

	"No time for taking chances", Bluebird mumbled to herself. With frantic speed, she gripped the AMR-2 armour-piercing rifle on her back, and swung it around. Wedging the stock into her shoulder, she lowered herself onto one knee and took aim. As the strange figure descended to the ground, in front of the group, her grip tightened and her eyes grew wide. A tinge of regret ran through her, for her decision to not bring any kryptonite-tipped bullets. Still, what were the chances his eyes were bulletproof too.

	The man began speaking to Batman and Wonder Woman, with excessive pomp and pretense. Friend or foe, Xiu already hated him.

	[i]"In the meantime, what is the situation? I am noting indications elevated stress, unless you Terrans always look like this."[/i], the alien blathered, with the diction and mannerisms of a walking aristocratic stereotype.

	"Bats! Is this guy in the clear?", Xiu asked, taking aim directly for his left eye. "Locked", she whispered.