The darts hit Bane's neck and his foot lowers as he pulls them out and looks at them curiously. For a moment, there seems to be no effect as he looks around for his new attacker.
"Poison? You are mistaken if you think a little bit of poison will...stop me." he says, shaking his head now. The sedative has entered his bloodstream, but he's far hardier than that. He's been hit with tranquilizers and such before, so he doesn't drop immediately.
Whoever is helping this Red Robin will need to do better than that.
"Come out and face me, or the masked man dies." he rumbles, trying to stay stead on his feet. If Lian's got anymore of this stuff, now would be a good time.
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