When the Mother Box activated, the dazzling light it gave off made everyone present freeze instinctively. When the light faded, they found themselves inside a spaceship.
Little Bruce made a snap decision and reminded them, "Look shocked. Keep the shocked expressions... Three seconds should be enough. Cut!"
Helen rubbed her slightly stiff cheeks and said, "I'm not good at this. You might as well just tell me where to kill and how many to kill."
"Hey, look at that guy over there." Harley tilted her chin toward where Viman stood. As the light from the teleportation array gradually faded, they all got a clear look at Viman.
The moment she saw his crisp military uniform, utterly out of place beside the guards' armor, and the monocle glinting coldly on his face, Helen practically let out a wail. "You've got to be kidding me. This one's this lame too?!!"
"I'm guessing he's the kind of schemer who suddenly appears after the protagonist team beats some minor boss." Harley pushed up a nonexistent pair of glasses and said, "The type who walks out of the shadows while applauding and says, 'So you defeated xxx. Not bad,' or, 'What a splendid battle. I never thought xxx would lose to the likes of you.'"
"Batman actually killed Cant. I admit he does have some skill." Viman slowly approached the teleportation station with his hands behind his back. A layer of transparent glass separated them. Adjusting his monocle, Viman said, "You must be Batman's descendants, then? I can sense the power you share."
Helen looked utterly speechless. She did not even want to waste another word on this outdated villain. Harley also gestured at Little Bruce with her eyes, telling him to hurry the plot along, and Viman's gaze indeed settled on Little Bruce.
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