With her help recruited, Natasha Romanoff makes her way back over toward the medical station with Daredevil in tow. The man they're making their way toward is tall and broad shouldered with a full beard and a rock steady stance. He's been tasked with keeping an eye out for any further signs of trouble while Natasha does her thing.

"Here," the spy pulls a pair of batons out of their holders by her boots and passes them over to Daredevil as casually as she would a piece of paper. "Switch on the sides turns them on. Think of them like tazers but with blunt force trauma." She checks the clip of her own handguns as she talks before holstering them again.

"Prometheus. This is Daredevil. Daredevil, Prometheus. He's the one who gave the preliminary report. Anyone who needs gear for outside better grab it now."