"You little runt!"
Harley Quinn's temples throbbed with anger. She reached behind her and drew her Baseball Bat, its metal body humming through the air, ready to teach the arrogant little brat in front of her a lesson.
"You crazy hag with no taste!"
Having come from the League of Assassins, Robin had none of those lovely qualities like respecting his elders, caring for the young, or letting ladies go first. He raised his katana just as mercilessly.
Just as the clash between bat and katana was about to erupt, a figure suddenly darted over.
"Are you two going to fight? Why?"
Miaomiao stepped right between them, tilting her head, her clear eyes full of confusion.
"It's all his fault!"
"It's all her fault!"
The two shifted the blame in unison, then glared at each other again.
"What does this have to do with me!"
"What does this have to do with me!"
Miaomiao blinked. So in sync? Oh well, never mind that for now. "Stop fighting. They're still being controlled, and I can't deal with the chips. Batman wants you two to help too."
She pointed at the victims with vacant eyes and rigid bodies, her brows drawing together slightly. "I don't know how to handle these. I can only use Illusion Song to suppress the hypnosis and temporarily free them from that guy in the tall hat's control."
"For cupcake's sake, I'll let you off this time!" Harley Quinn glared furiously at Robin. "Run your mouth again, and I'll smash your head in!"
"Tch. We'll see whose head gets smashed."
Harley Quinn and Robin exchanged one last fierce glare before reluctantly putting away their weapons.
Nightwing and Spoiler arrived just then.
Everyone was assembled. Before they could exchange more than a few greetings, Batman issued his orders:
"Red