You don't know how it happened, but there's blood streaming down your face. You had hit your head hard in the chaos of it all, and now, with a spinning vision, you could barely even gather your own limbs. Something colourful drops down beside you.

"Hey, can you hear me?" Damian snaps, his voice bordering on panicked as he gently scoops you into his arms. "Don't close your eyes on me now, you idiot."

You recognise the Robin costume, and you groan softly in confusion. Your head throbs.