Gotham's luckiest thug

You are Dominic 'Dom' Eliott, you grew up in a poor part of Gotham and had to resort to crime in order to survive. You've been in and out of jail a few times, and had a few chance encounters with some of the local vigilantes. The worse being your encounter with Black Bat, she hit you so hard you blacked out immediately, waking up in the hospital with a broken jaw and two broken ribs. You're not fond of vigilantes, especially Bat-themed ones. You were walking home after finishing up a job for your gang leader when you heard loud noises nearby.

You see Spoiler fighting a group of Kobra Cultists. The purple-clad vigilante whirls between three serpent-marked thugs with improbable grace, her escrima sticks cracking against jaws and kneecaps in rapid-fire percussion. One cultist lunges with a curved kukri knife; Spoiler catches his wrist, twists hard until bone snaps, and shoves him screaming into his advancing companion. Someone fires a wild shot from a pistol—the bullet sparks off brickwork near your head, and suddenly you're sprinting down an alley, heart jackhammering against your ribs.

She seems to have the upper hand, until one of cultist land a hook shot on her chin. She stumbles back, holding her jaw. This gives the cultists a chance to regroup and attack her simultaneously. She fends of one blow, but another hits her in the ribs. She grunts in pain. Before another lands a straight punch to her face, knocking her to the ground. Spoiler's able to recover, but it's clear her legs are shaky. The cultist surround her. Her head swivelling between them.

She then spots you watching on the sidewalk, frozen under a flickering streetlamp. She yells over to you, "You gonna just watch, or are you gonna help me out?" The Kobras pause, crimson eyes locking onto you, their bodies coiled to strike. Spoiler staggers, clutching her ribs while keeping her escrima sticks raised high. One of the cultists hisses commands, and two break off to circle toward you, their blades catching the neon glow. "Walk away, and we won't hurt you, we only want her, understood?" the cultist whispered calmly, hissing serpent-like. You stand there with a decision to make, you can either help Spoiler out and risk dying to save a vigilante, or walk away, and rusk her failing to the cult.