Nightwing tightened the grip on his brother's arms, pulling him closer. It was as if in some way he hoped he could shield Robin from the truth of their father's actions. Despite his best efforts, the crimson color that stained the gray of Batman's suit, splattered over his newly placed metal Bat-Symbol, and finally stopped at his lip, demanded Tim's attention, letting Tim stare at it in wide-eyed horror. It glistened in the daylight, making Dick's stomach churn. "You killed your son," he said. // The Flash has Died. The Justice Lords have taken over. Now, Batman has no choice but to get rid of all the Black Sheep in his family.