Bruised, yes. Bloodied, yes. Broken... not a chance.

A black figure rises from the rubble. A hand goes momentarily to his left side. The ribs that were cracked are now fractured. The pain evaporates though as he spots Robin engaged with Jason. His eyes narrow in rage.

From his belt he slips a batarang. With one expert throw, it's hurdling towards it target. Forty feet away, the blade embeds itself in a shoulder. It causes Jason to stagger, opening up an opportunity for Robin to render him unconscious.