Damian sat down angrily as he was getting patched up by Alfred. Since you, his twin, had landed a perfect right-hook at his nose, which caused him to bleed heavily and knock him out for a short time, but he was awake now.

He gave you his usual death glare, with those green eyes of his, he wanted to get you back, but he knew that someone would immediately stop him, or, you would kick his ass again.

"...that's not fair.. I was distracted.. you aren't that strong..." He grumbled.