Warren reappeared in his secluded lair, a fall out shelter that no one has claimed in years. He quickly put on his suit and then slid his helmet on over his head, now sheathing his sword and knife. The prototypes that Radomir gave him, he latched to his belt and then teleported out as quickly as he arrived. A loud crack in the distance, emering in the park from earlier. He wanted to recon the area and see if any of the Young Justice members had shown but a much better event had occurred, Warren approached the crowd to see what was happening. He passed by a man that he believed to be Orb Weaver but perhaps this was his true identity. Bolt gave the casual head nod but kept moving, not wanting to miss an opportunity to test out his new toys. 

Now only 30 feet away from the crowd, all of their attention on the commotion ahead which Bolt still hadn't identified. It was likely a super powered battle but it could have easily been two chimps fighting with pocket knives. He didn't know, he didn't care. His hand reached for his belt and grabbed one of the pucks, readying it with his throwing arm. He sent a small charge through it to arm it and then let it fly past the crowd in hopes that whatever they were watching would have to deal with it.