After hearing the commotion upstairs, Schiller rushed up without even having time to change out of his pajamas.
Because it was an emergency, he did not have time to knock and simply pushed the door open. Joker, who had just been startled awake by the roar, instinctively leaped out of bed and ran for the door, with the enormous black shadow that had smashed through the balcony glass chasing after him.
The moment Schiller opened the door, he saw that it was a gigantic humanoid crocodile monster that had jumped inside—presumably the legendary Killer Croc. Yet Schiller's first reaction was confusion.
Schiller was not confused about why Killer Croc had appeared here. The words he had just shouted had already explained that. What Schiller found strange was why Killer Croc was holding two kitchen cleavers.
Killer Croc had exceptionally sharp claws, which were weapons in themselves. He had no need to carry any additional weapons.
Or rather, his huge hands gripping two kitchen cleavers looked incredibly awkward, and it was obvious that squeezing the tiny handles was uncomfortable even for him.
But in the next second, Schiller understood why Killer Croc had done it.
Joker Jack, who had sprung from the bed, charged straight for the door. He was not trying to escape; there simply was not much room in the ward. After Killer Croc jumped in, the room was nearly full, and Jack needed more space to maneuver. The only place left was the hallway.
But just as he was about to roll out the door, Schiller pushed it open. Jack stumbled and nearly got knocked to the floor by the door panel. Then, immediately afterward, two kitchen cleavers gleaming with cold light came flying through the air.
Apparently, after becoming good friends with Batman, Killer Croc had realized