"You know him, don't you?" Constantine looked at the figure in the corner.
"I don't know who you mean. Our top priority now is to safely escort the Infinity Stones back to Apokolips." Schiller's expression was somewhat grave. "If nothing unexpected happens, I'm afraid this won't go smoothly."
The two had already boarded the spacecraft. Constantine seemed distracted. "I'm afraid I have to confess something. I made a deal with the devil. I attacked the Sorcerer Supreme and took the Time Stone from him, but you know how unbelievable that is. I was just wondering—why would the Sorcerer Supreme do that?"
As Schiller started the spacecraft, he knowingly asked, "What do you mean?"
"It was a betrayal, wasn't it? The Sorcerer Supreme belongs to this world. He should understand better than I do just how important the Infinity Stones are, yet he gave the Stone to me. He knew I would take it to Batman. Why would he do that?"
After a pause, Constantine continued, "I don't think he was controlled by the devil, nor do I think they were working together. But what could he possibly gain by cooperating with the devil and handing over a treasure from his own universe? What did that devil promise him?"
"Maybe they just get along well."
Constantine felt that he was brushing him off, so he did not pursue the matter. Instead, he lowered his head and fiddled with the Eye of Agamotto in his hand. Then Schiller said, "Do you think just anyone can use the Sorcerer Supreme's treasures?"
Constantine's hand froze. He thought of that entire box of things he owned. They might have looked battered and worthless, but most had impressive origins. Many had even appeared in the Bible. These were not things just anyone could use; even other