Unfortunately, Robin: Son of Batman, with a script by Ray Fawkes and art by Scott McDaniel and Andy Owens, does not carry the story forward efficiently.  McDaniel does not have a sure feel for the characters, and the blocky bodies and rough facial depictions don’t convey a sense of motion or emotional intensity.  Worse, Fawkes’ script, according to a plot by regular Robin:SOB writer Patrick Gleason, who was evidently taken ill, lapses into a muddle.  Dick penetrates the labyrinth of the Owls to find them led by none other than Lincoln March, who was sentenced to imprisonment by the Court at the end of Batman Eternal.  Worse, the Robins, racing to Gotham Academy to destroy the spawning ground of the current crop of Talons, finds their foes led by none other than Damian Wayne, now wearing an Owl mask and claiming to have switched sides.  That this is a ruse like the “battle” of Red Hood and Red Robin is obvious.  What isn’t clear is how Damian had time to concoct and perpetrate such a deception, unless he has developed Flash-like speed that allowed him to find the Owls, conduct negotiations, and then return to battle in the interval it took his comrades to run straight to Gotham Academy.