It was a melee, people were throwing TV's--TV's!?--at him when he had landed and started taking care of business. It was a raggedy department store to begin with, one of the few left on the East end anyway. A few shots with his crossbow and the crowd had lost some of its nerve. He grinned, somehow the thrill was even better knowing that Batwoman would probably disapprove of this excess violence. The law against no-killing was, unfortunately, a hard one for him to follow but he grudgingly made sure the shots hit below the danger zones.

He heard the sound someone landing from on high and what looked like a costumed girl began taking on the looters as well. He blinked, not expecting any help from another vigilante sort.

"Hey, you th' calvary or somethin'?" His northern accent lilted as he punched a hefty looter down and out.