"Not one for words, are you? That's fine by me."

Robin smirks and spins his bo-staff around, extending it to it's full size. Eyes his opponent, trying to take in as much as he can. His opponent is several inches taller than he is and has a good twenty to thirty pounds on him. Judging his his armor that weight is all muscle too.

So he'll have to be quick and focus on making precise, explosive strikes. Takes a few steps backwards before he charges forward and starts off with a quick kick towards his mask.