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Jack and the behemoth known as Kaze made quick work of the remaining Venom junkies. Their bodies were thrown all over the green vegetation of the park. Benches were busted, and trashcans were turned over with trash flying through the night. 

"Where's your boss, junior?" asked Jack, throwing the last remaining punk not currently knocked out. 

"Go to hell skull-man!" shouted the muscle bound idiot. 

"Your boss has three girls hostage... WHY?!" Jack asked backhanding the guy into a nearby tree. 

[b][u]Elsewhere....[/u][/b]

"It seems I've caught you in a dead end. It's appropriate. Strength beats speed every time..." Bane taunted as the dark clad speedster called Bolt was obviously in panic mode. 

The speedster tried simply running by the giant of a man but he was caught with a clothesline. Bane picked him up by the ankle and swung him one handed like a baseball bat into the building closest to them in the alley. The young hero's ankle snapped like a twig.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" 

Batwing hit the scene from above, "I've got visual on Bane. We're somewhere in the Bowery..." he said into a communicator before coming down hard with a boot to the back of Bane. 

"Now why doesn't Batman hide behind a suit like this?" Bane asked swatting at Batwing with one hand while still holding the broken limb of the dark speedster in his other hand.

Bane actually used the crippled speedster like a weapon and struck Batwing out of the air. 

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