Army Of One [GRUNDY/ HARLEY]

[Solomon Grundy]

Grundy pulled the man up by the scruff of his neck and threw him to the wall. He breathed out heavily and then looked around the room. That was all of the mask-wearing thugs. Solomon pulled up, took out a cigarette lighter and flicked it as he put a cigarette in between his chapped pale lips. He was about to light up when he heard a noise behind him. Grundy turned quickly and lashed out with his fist, connecting with the would-be attacker's skull. The man fell to the floor where Grundy stamped on his chest before kicking him in the head once ...

Twice ...

Three times ...

Done.

Now that was all of the Jokers thugs. Grundy cleared his throat and re-jiggled the cigarette in his mouth.

"... Lighter ..." he mumbled, scanning the floor for the lighter he'd dropped in that little fray.

[Harley Quinn]

Harley was mad. This guy had wandered in to her turf, and had managed to take out a whole buncha her goons. But she wasn't quite done yet.

Another good stomped a foot down on Grundy's hand, pressing a gun barrel to his forehead as more goons streamed in.

[Solomon Grundy]

Grundy fell forward, spitting out his cigarette and then pulling himself up as quickly as he could. The goon pulled his trigger as Grundy's head knocked the gun to the side. Another of the goons cried out from the ricocheted shot. Grundy growled and punched at the nearest of the Joker's soldiers before roaring at the new thugs running through the doors.

[Harley Quinn]

Harley kept watching, seething. She pulled out her gun, in case she needed to intervene.

The goons began attacking en masse, five or six at a time, each one stabbing at him.