That far off gunshot wasn't joined by any more and Daredevil's going to hear one of the thugs getting up and making a run for it before anything else. Probably to warn their superiors if the direction's anything to go by. He only makes it to the end of the block before a trash can lid gets slid under his footing and sends the man dropping hard into the snow. He barely makes it to his feet before Natasha is on him, hitting him once just below the man's ribs to take away his breath before knocking him out with a single blow to the head.

She'd love to break bones and curbstomp the thug's leg but the message is well sent already seeing the unconscious and whimpering bodies strewn about the street. Natasha's gaze flits up to meet Prometheus' before falling on Daredevil though it won't linger there. There's little point to stare a man down who can't see it, after all.

"Buildings are clear on this block. Goods aren't here."