"Gretel is on the roof, go fight her. When you get a chance you are to fire your gauntlets at the middle of her back understood. You have no option, if you don't we won't be happy with you." Devil said emotionessly.
Gretel flew towards the window but as she did turned her body in midair and fired a bolt towards Deathstroke hoping to land at least one bolt. She then was out the window and grabbed onto a pipe before she fell. She quickly climbed up and stepped onto the roof. "Who are you sending this time to fight your own fights Deathstroke?" She asked no one in particular, her voice distorted.