He knew Barbara and Tim were listening to the conversation. A small hidden part of him was very sad to hear the truth. Not that he didn't already have strong suspicions, but this was stone cold fact now... And he fell over as soon as Dent took his daughter. He didn't pay much attention to the conversation. His arms were fully functional, but from the waist down his body was trying to recuperate from the massive amounts of voltage. He reached inside his utility belt, looking up to see the two sides of Harvey Dent. One still looked like the charming, handsome lawyer that he once was. His blue eye sparkled, and his strong jaw line was clean shaven... The other half was melted, raw red, his red eye just glaring. He flipped his coin, and while giving his speech Nightwing managed to take out the small item. A serum created by Bruce that added much more than adrenaline to his system. For a short time he will be a perfect health, but only for an hour. He would be back to his painful self.

It wouldn't be instant though, and Two-Face already flipped his signature coin... He could hide for a minute, and hope the serum would kick in... but just then, Abbie grabbed his coin and... Defended him? I mean, sure he saved her life twice, but she also obviously didn't like the guy. He kept slowly crawling towards a shelf, using it to prop himself up. He looked over at the unconscious Electrocutioner, then over at Two-Face. Was he really going to let them go? After all of this? No. He was famous for one thing. His obsessions with two. He had another plan. 

"Lets go home, Sweetheart." Harey Dent said, but as he put an arm around her, the melted hand made a silent flick towards his men, and they drew their weapons. His legs felt better, the pain started to cease, and at this moment, he had to act fast. Nightwing wasn't the main target. It was obviously the man that kidnapped his daughter. He pulled out another item from his belt, a smoke pellet. Distracted by his daughter, Nightwing threw the pellet to the ground, and with a large flash, and a huge bang, smoke started to fill the area.

"AAGH DAMN THAT BIRD! KILL HIM!" Two-Face screamed flipping his coin over and over again. Obviously the Two-Face side took control, pushing Abbie slightly, drawing his silver magnum and flipping his coin as his men frantically shot the area the unconscious body was, and where Nightwing stood. The serum kicked in just in time. Grabbing the Electrocutioner, Nightwing booked it. He could see rather clearly thanks to the small lenses covering his mask, highlighting body temperatures. He kicked a gun out of one man's hand, hit another man between the legs, desperately trying to get out of the area before the smoke cleared. He managed to jump on boxes, climbing up shelves as he tried to keep the knocked out man around his shoulders. He was close to reaching the large rooftop window until a gunshot went off.

Nightwing's armor was still tough, the bullet hit the his chest square on, forcing Dick to stumble back, and to the ground. "YOU CAN'T GET AWAY FROM ME, FREAK!" Two-Face screamed from across the warehouse. "Come on out... Why protect this filth of a man? He kidnapped my daughter. He doesn't deserve a trial, he doesn't deserve anything but the punishment of death." Two-Face snarled. This brought back some very bad memories for Dick Grayson. Luckily the bullet didn't break the armor, but it would leave a very nasty bruise, and potential broken ribs, but the serum prevented him from feeling it. 

"You a gambling man, Nightwing? Would you gamble on an innocent man's life? Like all those years ago when you were the Bat's side kick?" The man said, his human side smiling, his horrible side stuck in a permanent scowl. "I had to take in to account you might show up tonight... So I brought our dear friend Commissioner Gordon here. Who's life is more important? The criminals? Or the Saint of Gotham?" There were grunts of aggressiveness and a lot of "Don't touch me you son of a--" 

The voice of the Police Commissioner. "Don't do it, Kid! I'll be alright!" Gordon called out, a grunt of pain coming from him as someone hit him upside the head with a gun. "Dick... Is he serious?" Barbara's voice said in his ear. Nightwing gave a silent sigh, trying desperately to think of his options. He was stuck again in Two-Face's trap.