A few more incidents, but nothing they couldn't handle!

A few hours later, and several more altercations with crooks in the night later, Robin nodded at Felix approvingly. "Not too bad. You still need a lot of combat practice, but you can clearly handle the street level crime well enough."

Felix nodded, and stretched. "It was a little unfair for them, actually. Given Diana's made me superhuman, I really just was a bad matchup for low level criminals... doubt I'll be taking on Doomsday or Lex Luthor in that tin can he uses to try to fight Superman on occasion anytime soon though."

"Most definitely not," Robin snorted. "You are in over your head with enemies like that. Maybe not Lex Luthor though, even with his War Suit, as he calls it. You might have a slight chance against that one."

"What do you mean?" Felix asked, glancing at Robin. "Doesn't he give Superman a hard time with it?"

"Only because it's powered by Kryptonite," Robin informed him. "Which is very effective against Superman and other Kryptonians, but only moderately so against everything else."

"Ah, right, forgot about that," Felix face palmed. "...so... you going to train me like this some more in the coming days?"

"Yes, until you stop making stupid mistakes just because you can get away with them against common thugs. I don't want you developing habits that could cost you down the line," Robin replied, before sending Zatanna a message.

She appeared a few minutes later, her clothes slightly askew. "...were you having fun with Diana while we were working?" Felix asked.

"Yes, yes I was," she nodded. "Consider it payment for using me as your cab service," she added with a teasing grin. Robin sighed and facepalmed.

"Sorry, Robin, but you'd enjoy things too if you had a Sex Genie," Felix chortled. "Although if you have something you want to ask for for your sex life, we're always willing to hear it out." Before Robin could splutter out a response, Zatanna grabbed Felix and teleported him home.