[ The former hostages will get an escort to the end of the alley, and Tim directs them which way to run. Realistically, they should be clear enough now, as long as they keep putting distance between them and the fight. ]

Keep running. Don’t let anyone fall behind until you’re past Market.

[ Fastest route back: zip himself up onto the roof, cut across the building diagonally, and get the street in front of the bank back in his sights.

He catches flying villain delivering a powerful flick that sends a third meta flying.

(Fourth. Tim forgets to count himself.)

And… that’s flight and super-strength and what certainly looked like heat vision and TTK. The math isn’t look so good, but he’s got to find some safe way to ask a potential Kryptonian to identify themselves with giving away his own ID.

Right now, priority is still damage control, and Rook darts over to where the winged man was flung.

(Kon. Conner. Superboy. S.B. Guardian. Bolt. They’re all off limits. Even if this is likely someone else with extremely specific metahuman abilities, he can’t link this person to Kon in any traceable way.)

Tim puts a hand on the man’s arm without permission and tries to just do the worst damage, healing him in fits and starts as he continues to pull his hand back quickly and repeat. Much as he would like to help more, Tim can’t afford the energy drain when there’s a super (?) villain (?) in crisis. ]

Gonna need you to say when. As soon as you can run, I’m cutting you off. I’ll help draw their attention.