Seeing the strange looks from the people around him, Anatoly raised his voice. "Don't fight here!"
"You know you can't fight here?!" Strange flew in and roared at him. "Who cares what ancient grudges you people have?! Get the hell out!!!"
Main Universe Batman looked at Lucifer. Lucifer had taken Charles's hit completely unguarded and was now curled on the floor in pain, clutching his head. He probably had not heard what Strange had said.
While Lucifer was stunned, Main Universe Superman picked him up and flew out of the High Tower. The Batmen followed close behind. Before Main Universe Batman left, he was still staring at Anatoly, so Anatoly had no choice but to go out with them.
Only Charles remained in the High Tower. Everyone knew he was the expert in this field, and leaving him here meant Schiller would be taken care of. Charles did exactly that, waking the traits one by one, then sending them back to their rooms.
In truth, Schiller himself was not in much trouble. It was more like he had been tossed into a front-loading washing machine and spun around once. He was a little dazed from the knocking around, but his roots had not been damaged. After being awakened, he quickly regained the ability to move and went back to his room to rest.
Agent had gotten the worst of it, because he had been in the conscious mind at the time, and it had been his body being used. Physically, he had a concussion, and his brainwaves were a little chaotic too. Charles had mainly come to treat him.
"I told you not to watch the show!" Agent lay pale-faced on the hospital bed, gritting his teeth as he said, "Happy now?"
Charles tidied the hair over his forehead for