Merlyn crosses the rooftops in the Gotham night, following a group of criminals he's been tracking since he arrived in town a few days ago. He believes they've stolen something out of an exhibit out West, a mask from a supposed God, but he hasn't been able to link them together.
When they stop at a random building on the way back to what he believes is their hideout, he's curious, coming to a halt to watch the building from across the street. He notices someone on the rooftop, oblivious to the fact that someone entered the building downstairs, and is content to wait for the crooks to come out so he can deal with them.
When the gunshots start, and he sees the five criminals trying to pin down the lone person on the rooftop, he decides that five on one isn't a fair fight.
He draws his bow, and black arrow, and sights on one of the thugs nearest the woman. He draws in a quick breath and exhales, letting the arrow fly.
If the arrow connects, Jane would hear yelp of mingled surprise and pain as the arrow buries itself in the man's shooting arm, rendering it useless.
One down, four to go. Merlyn fires a line in the direction of the building next to Jane's, hoping to get into better position to back up whoever is being attacked.
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