Hera's greatest tool

"Damn it!" 

Dragon and Hera shook sideways from the impact of the cars that had sandwiched them. They held onto anything, and Dragon glared daggers at his side when they got brief stability. Fig was still driving with his eyes ahead. Looking on the other side, Heaven was also driving in reverse, protecting herself from the backups he had. 

"That freak," he cursed through his gritted teeth, venting his anger on the steering wheel. When he calmed down, he was panting and holding the steering wheel. "What to do?"

Dragon mentally soothed himself as he wondered what to do. He couldn't control the vehicle and drive it. The windows and doors wouldn't open. Whatever Joker and his genius mind did to take control of this car was surely irritating.