Bruce caught his breath as his powers returned to his body. It had been a simultaneously exhilarating and nerve-wracking experience to have them robbed from him, despite having lived a good portion of his life as a fairly normal person. Once he gathered himself, he thought to snap the spearheads off the staves that had been left on the ground, lining his waistband with them on the side opposite his sheath. 
Being better prepared for another surprise like this might make the difference in carrying out their mission. As he thought about it, he turned and looked after where the last archer had fled.
[color=0072bc]"We likely need to keep moving quickly,"[/color] he said. [color=0072bc]"Chances are the one that got away will ensure that our presence is no longer secret."[/color]