A yellow piece of a hard material floated up to the surface. It was damaged, but it was clearly one of Flash's earpieces. Batman watched Ariana from afar, not giving her any signs of remorse. He knew that she would find nothing. The League had, once again, lost another brave hero. He sighed and closed his eyes, the pad of his thumb and his pointer finger resting on each of his eyelids. Not another one. 

"Why not both?" Ryan asked, smugly looking at the british angel. "but the house of mirrors is closer, so I guess that's where we're going first." He teased, tugging at her hand and walking towards the short building filled with reflective surfaces. 

Waiola snorted. "I guess that sounds about right."