The blades were mounting, growing in size and length as they began to tower over the alley towards the rooftops but with none of the control Knives usually had. The tendrils whipped about, debris starting to fall as the thrashing tendrils sliced chunks of the building clean off. He couldn't hear any of it, though, his own laughter ringing in his ears, unchecked, uncontrolled, just like the rest of him-
But then he heard it.
That same damned cackle he'd heard over the network just a day or so ago, and with that one sound, something besides chemical-induced hilarity began to spark in his brain: RAGE.
Dropping to his knees, still locked in the throws of the Joker Venom, Knives's right hand gripped his left shoulder, ignoring the feel of sharp feathers digging into his own palm. The pain brought some clarity, however small, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Robin trying to get to him. Was the fool INSANE?
"...NO." he managed to get out, the word breathless with fury. The Gate of his power had been flung wide open, and there was no way of containing it, not without an outlet...or unless he could somehow manage it himself.
He grit his teeth, biting back the compulsion to continue laughing as he attempted to channel the energy back into himself and purge the poison from his system. It was hard, and it felt as though he was being incinerated from the inside-out. He wouldn't stop, though, not until every last drop of that vermin's concoction was gone. He would not be bested, and certainly not by a human.
S'all right, bb~
But then he heard it.
That same damned cackle he'd heard over the network just a day or so ago, and with that one sound, something besides chemical-induced hilarity began to spark in his brain: RAGE.
Dropping to his knees, still locked in the throws of the Joker Venom, Knives's right hand gripped his left shoulder, ignoring the feel of sharp feathers digging into his own palm. The pain brought some clarity, however small, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Robin trying to get to him. Was the fool INSANE?
"...NO." he managed to get out, the word breathless with fury. The Gate of his power had been flung wide open, and there was no way of containing it, not without an outlet...or unless he could somehow manage it himself.
He grit his teeth, biting back the compulsion to continue laughing as he attempted to channel the energy back into himself and purge the poison from his system. It was hard, and it felt as though he was being incinerated from the inside-out. He wouldn't stop, though, not until every last drop of that vermin's concoction was gone. He would not be bested, and certainly not by a human.