The Mach 2 Eyes, unharmed by the shots from the gauntlets, start searching for wherever the two heroes went. One takes a good long look at the place where the shelter is, and then moves on.

"Boss, I can't find them. The foliage's too thick."
"...wait, foliage?"
"Yeah. Too thick. I guess they're somewhere-"
"Why would there be random foliage in Gotham?"
"I dunno."
"...let me connect to the eye's feed and... yep. That's it. That's where they're at. You couldn't tell!? It looks like a bunch of sticks a kindergartener glued together."
"Well hey, if you've seen some of the random stuff lyong atound Gotham streets..."
"Shaddap. Burn them out."

The Mach 2 Eye retracts its acid spitting attachment, and brings out the big guns- namely, the napalm.