In Keller's eyes, Gotham was in complete chaos. It was a city without a leader.
It was just like when Carmine Falcone had fallen.
With both Penguin and Sophia Falcone locked up in the asylum,
and Joker, Scarecrow, and the others failing to escape,
Gotham's underworld had been left in a power vacuum.
He figured it would take a long time for a new leader to emerge from that vacuum.
As for Harley Quinn and the others?
This wasn't France. Women could rule the world there, could they?
"Pick up the pace!"
"We're not afraid of Batman, but having him on our tail would be a pain."
Keller shouted to the International Gang members.
Everyone laughed. "Batman? Let's see if he can take a shot from us."
They had Alien Technology, after all.
Their boss, Bruno, hadn't admitted it, but they all felt that these weren't weapons from Earth.
What Earth weapons were this advanced?
"Haha."
Everyone laughed.
But then they sensed something was off.
"Why's it getting windy?"
The night wind suddenly picked up, and it felt cold against their skin.
Keller was just about to pull his jacket tighter when something caught his eye.
"Shit, why are you flying?"
"God, why is there a tornado?"
From the others' point of view, Keller had floated straight up into the air.
And the strangest part was, nobody had any idea what was happening. They only saw something red circling around Keller.
Then, like a tornado, it swept him up into the air.
"A red tornado!"
Everyone stared in shock. Then Keller fell straight back down.
"Crack!"
Nobody had seen it coming, so nobody tried to catch him.
Keller crashed to the ground, feeling as if his pelvis had shattered.
Only then did the others realize it hadn't been a red