His arm drops down to his belt, instinctively grabbing a flash-bang grenade from his belt. She lets the arrow fly, and he rolls again, tossing the grenade in the space between them. He taps a button on the underside of his glove, and shades drop over the eyelids of his mask, to keep out the glare from the impending flash.
The sound is going to hurt a bit, but he'll take it if slows this impostor down. Granted, she moves a lot like Mia, which makes him wonder if she'll be too upset with him for defending himself against her trigger (or in this case, arrow) happy apprentice.
He rolls to a standing position, and whips pulls a small cylinder from his cape. The metallic bo-staff extends almost immediately, and Tim readies himself to charge her. If he doesn't make this a hand-to-hand fight quickly, those arrows will do him in.
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