"We should bring Batman back. Of course, I don't have any objection to that. The problem is that Batman left a lot of work behind before he left, and it concerns Earth's safety. We can't send everyone into the multiverse..."
Nightwing's voice echoed beside Schiller's ear, but he had not really taken in a single word. This long, boring argument had already gone on for half an hour, and no one had convinced anyone. Constantine, seated at the table, seemed to have completely forgotten his earlier confidence. He merely sat there in silence, offering no response at all to anything the Robins said.
"I don't see any signs in this work that Earth's safety is at risk," Red Robin said. "Most of it concerns the seven Lantern powers, with a small portion devoted to guarding against the Black Death Emperor. But because of Earth's magic defense network, our universe has suffered the least infiltration from the Black Lantern power—almost none at all. The Justice League can handle ordinary public security work. I don't think we need to waste too much time here..."
Red Hood Jason was clearly on his side, and he also said something in an agitated voice. Schiller's brain automatically blocked it out. Next came Oracle Barbara. Her remarks were more rational, but she did not side with anyone, so they had no effect on the situation.
Seeing that this segment was about to loop until nightfall, Schiller cleared his throat, looked at Constantine, and told him with his eyes that his patience had run out.
Constantine remained unmoved. But after a few minutes or so, he raised his hand and glanced at his watch. After he lowered his hand, Barbara's communications terminal suddenly rang.
The moment she picked up the communication device, her eyes widened, and she