Guardian slipped one of the Venom patches out of a bag, he tossed the bag with around a dozen of the VPs at Batwoman. "Your strategy may have failed but my boss' demands may make up for it. Make the bastard OD."

Guardian was approached by two of the roided up goons. He put himself in between them, every time they tried to him him they ended up hitting each other. He then had an idea. He grabbed two vials of the Gaurdian Serum and injected each goon. The Guardian Serum would burn out the Venom faster, each goon was wearing at least six patches each. That much Venom would cause both to burn out quick. Within a minute one goon began clutching his chest he was having a massive coronary, he was dead before he hit the ground. The other Guardian kept off balance until his plan worked, Guardian knocked him out. Guardian checked on the one that clutched his chest. "Deceased. Coronary probably. Add it to the list of known side effects." His diagnosis was clinical it lacked any emotion. He tagged the body for his organization to collect at a later date. A third goon grabbed him by the neck. Guardian using his shield sliced several nerves leading to the hand, forcing him to drop Guardian. "Cut the nerves to your hand." His whole demeanor changed. He quickly moved to behind the goon that grabbed his neck and struck the goon's spine with his shield. The goon's legs gave out from under him. "My legs! I can't feel my legs!" The goon screamed. "Severed spinal cord. Paralysis. Chances of walking astronomically slim." Again he was purely clinical, like a robot.