After personally locking the doors of the abandoned factory, Diana turned back and said, "Let's return to headquarters. Maybe it's time we heard Bruce's plan."
Everyone fell silent. Barry was clearly still somewhat unconvinced. As he followed the others back, he said, "They're shameless, using ordinary people to threaten us. If they've got the guts, they should fight us head-on..."
"Barry," Ron interrupted him. "War is always the worst choice. You can't stand from the perspective of an immortal Superpower User, claim that bloodshed and sacrifice are necessary, then try to solve everything by starting a war. That's too Prideful."
Barry let out a long sigh, looking deeply frustrated. Hal walked over, patted his shoulder, and said, "It's fine. Batman will definitely have a way. Dealing with people like them is what he does best. We just need to listen to him."
The moment he finished speaking, several cars drove in from the end of the street they were passing through. Law enforcement officers got out and surrounded them, while several suited men stepped out of the vehicle in the middle.
The man leading them made Diana's eyes widen. She cried out, "Schiller? Why are you..."
"Neog Sohip, head of Sky Eye." Schiller stepped forward and shook his hand, then said, "I regret meeting you here. Things haven't been going too smoothly, have they?"
Diana squeezed her eyes shut. She feared Pharaoh's curse had not ended after all. She seemed to have developed a condition where seeing Schiller gave her a headache, yet she still had to patiently play along with him.
"You really are dedicated to your duty, Director." Diana took a deep breath. "So did you come here this time to laugh at us?"
"Of course not." Schiller smiled at her as well. "I came to help you.