A few minutes earlier, the instant Greed threw the switch, Batman had shot out like an arrow from the string, moving with lightning speed and tackling Deathstroke straight to the floor.
Deathstroke had never expected Batman to suddenly explode into action when the negotiation had already succeeded. He instinctively tried to grab a weapon and fight back, but Superman had already brought a crowbar down on his head.
"Bang!"
The blow left Deathstroke dizzy and seeing stars, and for a moment he failed to react. Then he heard Batman, who was pinning him down, say by his ear, "Work with me, and I'll get you out."
Deathstroke froze, not even processing what he meant, but Greed understood.
Pulling the Lighting Power Supply seemed to have been interpreted by Batman as an attack. Or rather, Batman thought the organizer was using the sudden plunge into darkness to make this mercenary lash out and attack. So Batman had struck first and tackled him down first.
But in reality, Greed had only wanted to stop them from pulling any more tricks and damaging the Lighting Power Supply too, so he had simply thrown the switch along with everything else.
And what Batman had said was meant to turn the mercenary. After all, as Batman understood it, the mercenary was constrained by the company and had no choice but to risk his life for them. If there was a chance to leave, maybe he would choose to take it.
"Just agree to him," Greed said, out of options too. If the others were only carrying out physical destruction by something like the Exhaustion Method, then Batman was refusing to let go of even the tiniest possibility in the plot. Anywhere someone could be persuaded, he went through it, all just to see whether there