They're in Gotham! What do you think?

It was barely five minutes since Robin and Felix had gone silent before they heard a scream coming from and alley, before it was suddenly muffled. "...go time," Felix said, his tone serious. He was ready to lock in.

They immediately jumped to the nearest roof, and Felix looked down, and what he saw made his blood immediately boil. There were three thugs, and a woman with a torn top. It did NOT take a genuis to figure out what was happening. Or even an Empath, though the feeling of terror, and those of lecherous, sadistic anticipation, definitely confirmed it.

Felix proceeded to sprout four tentacles from his lower back, and shot them down. One man was currently covering the woman's mouth, and holding a knife to her neck. Two tentacles targeted him, and grabbed the wrist holding the knife, and his neck. The other two tentacles pulled up the other two thugs by the throats, and the first one was pulled up with the two. They were of course all freaking out at the sudden turn of events.

"What do you fuckers think you're doing?" Felix snarled. "Sexually assualting a defenseless woman?"

Robin nodded in approval. "Remember, we're not supposed to kill, no matter how tempting it is..." he told Felix. "That said... there's no rule against a little bit of bone breaking."

"Oh, trust me, I plan on it," Felix nodded to Robin. BANG! Felix paused as he felt something impact and bounce off his cheek. He felt it, but it didn't hurt at all. And the terror from the thugs spiked. He turned to see a smoking glock in one of the scared shitless thug's hand. Ah. That's what that was, he had been shot. Good thing Diana had made him super durable.

"You let your guard down," Robin shook his head as Felix started roughing up the attempted rapists. "It may have been harmless this time, but refrain from doing that in the future. Especially with anyone who can actually harm you. Don't let your near invulnerability go to your head."

Felix nodded, retracting the tentacles back into his body as Robin tied the thugs up. He then jumped down into the alley, where the woman was frozen in fear. Felix didn't stare at her breasts, turning his head away. He had become perverted since gaining Diana, but he drew lines at the appropriate places. He produced a shirt, a simple power to produce clothing Diana had given him, with obvious sexual utility, but also practical uses like this. He left it on the ground for her, and turned around, calling the police to pick up the culprits, and assist the woman.

After he had hung up, the woman, calming slightly, stammered out, "Th-thank you..."

Felix nodded, and told her, "The police will be here soon to assist you, sit tight." With that, he and Robin resumed their patrol.