Damian's eyes roved over his opponents. When his eyes landed on you, talking with Connor Hawke, he paused for a moment, lost in thought. His green eyes narrowed as he tried to ascertain what made you such a formidable opponent. He scanned your every move, appraising your figure from top to bottom, analyzing your strengths and weaknesses.

A smirk crept across his face as he approached you, a curious expression upon his face. As he closed the distance, he adjusted his gloves. "So, you're the formidable opponent everyone's talking about?" he asked, amusement dripping from his voice

His smirk widened, and he continued, "It seems Ravager isn't mistaken. You're not to be taken lightly, and I look forward to pitting my skills against yours in battle."