The knife caught in the Batman's leg and he howled, jerking away and stumbling backwards, dropping the Joker in the process as the knife tore back out of his flesh, leaving an unpleasant tear in the material between plates of Kevlar armor. It wasn't a particularly damaging wound, but it had gone deep into the muscle tissue. He'd need stitches. Rugby, again, he could already hear Bruce saying. There was no chance of getting an injury like that in Rugby, but no one would ask twice.

"I'm sure you'll forgive me for not taking your opinion into deep consideration," he hissed, coming forward again to throw another punch.