Having gotten nothing from the thug after the man promptly told him twelve different ways to fuck himself Damocles promptly shot out the man's remaining ankle, and had to restrain himself from finishing him off. The man could bleed out possibly. Damocles took the man's phone and activated an app from his own phone and took a secured copy of all the main's recent call numbers, and contact info before beating him over the head with his baton to knock him out. He looked around at the dark desolate area. Damocles decided now it would be best to not dally he would need to find the nearest source of venom and take, or blow it up. He couldn't leave the area without doing that. Leaving the moron to his fate be it death, or salvation Damocles rushed forward turning his screen's brightness to a lower setting, and using another app to see exactly where he was going by using a radar device to look for possible hostiles. The sooner he got the job done the better. Batwoman, and that moron guardian be damned he was going to do something productive tonight if at all possible. He couldn't help but he was assigned to the completely wrong job regardless.