Freeze cocked his chrome plated pistol, aimed it for the bricks, and fired a blast that rendered the wall as a sheet of ice. He stopped and gazed into the ice. In his reflection he stared deep into the lenses of his goggles, searching for any feeling of mercy. There was nothing. Blank red lenses.
Inside the building Batman and robin just reached Selina Kyle. Bound in a chair with her arms behind her, Batman rushed to her aid. Around her wrists was no rope, no cuffs. Her wrists were held by a block of ice. It was a plan. The crime fighting duo had fallen for Freezes ploy.
Outside Freeze cocked his pistol again, and fired another shot. This time the wall shattered. Batman and Robin snapped their attention toward the shattered hole in the warehouse wall. A tall, lithe figure entered the new entrance. Freeze was a man confident he could destroy the pair of crime fighter's. There was no shield against his weapon.