"Enough. You want the Lazarus Pit, I'll give it to you."
Ra's al Ghul, the Demon's Head who had just claimed never to yield to threats, compromised in anger born from worry and fear.
"Don't you dare use Talia to threaten me!"
The abilities this man possessed were terrifying beyond measure. The warriors and ninjas under his command could not even put up the slightest resistance before him.
This was an enemy unlike any he had ever encountered. There was little in this world that he cared about, and the rare unease he felt now surged over him like a tide. He was not certain he could protect his daughter from this man's killing intent.
"Deep in the Rocky Mountains, there is a Lazarus Pit. You can get what you want there."
With humiliation written across his face, Ra's al Ghul gave a string of coordinates.
In truth, there was more than one Lazarus Pit on Earth. He searched for them everywhere and used them to establish important bases.
He could never reveal the one at the League of Assassins headquarters to the man before him.
Otherwise, the headquarters of the organization he had painstakingly built over centuries might be casually destroyed.
"Take him. We're leaving, Clark."
Not intending to trust him so easily, David tossed Ra's al Ghul to Clark.
He had no particular need for the Lazarus Pit in the Middle East. As long as it had healing effects, that was enough.
The closer it was, the sooner they could obtain the spring water, and the less Jonathan's body would suffer from the damage.
"Where are you taking him?"
Batman broke through the dome and descended with his bat wings spread, his deep voice carrying down.
His gaze was complicated as he looked at the somewhat disheveled Ra's