If Harley Quinn were a superhero, she would not have done this. These Ability Users were innocent, and she would have held herself back, avoiding Killing Moves whenever possible.
Unfortunately, Harley Quinn was not a superhero. She was a lunatic, so she did not care whether they were innocent. Since they had attacked her, they might as well have some fun. If they died, that was just their bad luck.
The roses were beautiful and dazzling, but to the Ability Users, they were lethal. They hurriedly dodged or defended, but the roses came too quickly. Quite a few Ability Users were pierced through by rose petals, screaming as they fell to the ground.
The Ability Users' formation fell into disarray. Demon looked utterly grim and hurriedly reorganized the formation with Commander. This Harley Quinn was even harder to deal with than they had imagined.
"You have a lot of people. Good thing I have plenty too."
Harley Quinn giggled. "Come out, my Suicide Squad."
Following Harley Quinn's shout, the Suicide Squad members appeared one after another: Deadshot, Captain Boomerang, Revenge Demon, Killer Croc, Katana, Captain Rick, Bloody Sport, Peacemaker, Second Generation Rat Catcher, Polka-Dot Man, and King Shark.
"Both Suicide Squad One and Two are here. Wonder how many of them will die?"
Andrew silently mocked. Naturally, these were not real people. They had been imagined into existence by Harley Quinn—or rather, Manifested. However, they were brimming with spirit and no different from real people.
"Harley, this counts as a business trip. Double the pay."
Deadshot shouted, "Even though I'm just a summon, my real body is still alive. You have to pay my real body."
"I want wages too. I want to eat ten people."
King Shark shouted happily. Everyone rolled their eyes, then began making their own demands.