We Have No Guardians Left

"Bruce, I know Donnie influenced you, made you believe killing and bloodshed can solve problems—" "Shut up! I was never influenced by that guy! I'm just looking for the most effective way to save this city that keeps rotting away!" Batman cursed hoarsely. Yes, Gotham City was rotting away. Supervillains emerged one after another, leaving even someone as resolute as Batman run ragged. And then, he started killing. Not by killing face-to-face, not by smashing a throat with one punch or blowing off someone's head with a gun.