Just as Lynn was preparing to continue training,
a series of hurried footsteps sounded outside.
A moment later, someone called out,
"What happened?"
The door opened, and Remy first glanced at Lynn, sitting on the bed.
Once he had confirmed Lynn was all right, he scanned the rest of the room.
When he saw the shards of glass embedded in the wall, his pupils contracted almost imperceptibly.
"What did you just do?" Remy asked in surprise.
Looking at the glass fragments in the wall and Remy's reaction, Lynn replied calmly,
"I was just thinking about how those bastards persecuted us, and I got a little angry. I didn't control my strength."
Although Remy LeBeau was a mutant like him, Lynn wasn't about to tell him he was training with Electric Current Drive.
If people found out that Electric Current Drive could be trained to make someone stronger, there was no telling how crazy they might get.
"Your strength?"
Remy looked at the glass shards in the wall, then at the muscular young man sitting on the bed.
A hint of suspicion flashed in his eyes.
How much strength would it take to shatter all that glass and send it flying into the wall?
He had seen Lynn withstand bullets and kill those gang members before.
But it seemed Lynn's abilities were limited to being a little stronger and more durable than normal.
Like the Hulk.
How could he have shattered the window and driven every shard precisely into the wall?
Could Lynn have a second ability?
Remy was doubtful.
He nodded and said, "If you're all right, don't forget to join us for dinner later."
With that, Remy turned, closed the door, and hurried to another room in the abandoned factory.
He picked up the laptop on the table and started working.
For the mutants' safety, he had installed surveillance cameras in every corner of the abandoned factory.
Soon, the footage from Lynn's room began playing from the moment Remy had left.
DC Universe.
Gotham City, ACE Chemical Plant.
Above the clouds, a grinning symbol shaped like a bat shone through.
Rain dripped from the dense clouds, pattering on the ground and splashing in every direction.
After leaving the Unknown Land, Lynn had trained Electric Current Drive without pause, while also testing a powerful finishing move combining Lightning Style Ninjutsu with Electric Current Drive.
"Batman's been getting crazier lately. Killing Joker wasn't enough for him—he even killed Penguin and Riddler."
Nearby, Harley Quinn sat on the railing, clutching a baseball bat as her fair, shapely legs swung back and forth.
"Exactly. He's leading the Laughing Legion and searching the whole city for us."
Mr. Freeze, clad in Mr. Freeze Armor, sat on the other side and replied.
He was checking his Freeze Gun in case Batman attacked without warning.
His Freeze Gun could fire a freezing beam that instantly encased someone in ice, then shattered them.
"We need to break out as soon as possible." Lynn stood and looked down at the Criminal Alliance.
Below him were Gotham City's criminals.
Two-Face, Harley Quinn, Mr. Freeze, Black Mask, and the others.
After Batman killed Joker and began slaughtering criminals, every criminal in Gotham had started banding together.
Harley Quinn pursed her lips and complained,
"But Old Bat's Laughing Legion and Laughing Robin have Laughing Batmobiles as powerful as tanks, not to mention countless weapons designed to counter us.
Can we really escape?"
Mr. Freeze and the other criminals below spoke up one after another:
"That's Batman. Even before he became like this, he could do almost anything.
After killing Joker, he got even crazier. He even tricked Superman. There's no way we can escape on our own."
"Yeah, with Batman's money, terrifying equipment, and willingness to do whatever it takes, we'll never get out of Gotham."
"Forget about escaping, Deathstroke. Help us blow them up. At least we'll go down with some dignity."
"..."
Lynn ignored the criminals' words.
Feeling the 80,000 volts of Electric Current Drive coursing through his body, his resolve never wavered.
"For Gotham's sake—and my own—I have to break out."
Gotham at night had always been chaotic, with criminals roaming the streets.
But ever since Batman had strangled Joker to death in Crime Alley,
Batman seemed to have become a different person.
Not only had the bat symbol in the sky changed, but strange laughter now echoed through Gotham at night.
The laughter sounded like the cries of ghosts, rising from the city's highest rooftops and lingering in the ears of every Gotham resident.
Countless residents huddled in their homes, trembling as they watched a dark, laughing figure outside their windows.
In front of those figures were several people bound with ropes, laughing just as maniacally.
Inside a room,
a girl opened her eyes and looked out the window. In the silvery flash of lightning, she made out one of the figures.
He wore a red-and-green suit, like Robin from the television.
But unlike Robin, his eyes were stretched wide, as though he were trying to force them out of their sockets.
His mouth was pulled rigidly upward into a crazed, chilling grin.
"Ah!" The girl cried out in fright.
But that startled cry seemed to draw the nightmare-like figure lurking in the darkness.
The maniacal laughter was drawing closer to the girl's room.
She quickly hid in a cupboard, covered her mouth, and didn't dare breathe.
Robin... Why had Robin become like this?
Wasn't he the city's hero?
Why...
A crash rang out.
A strange noise suddenly came from inside the room.
It sounded like an iron bar striking the window frame.
The girl held her breath and huddled carefully in the wardrobe.
She didn't even realize her body was already trembling with fear, making faint noises.
Slowly, the girl drifted off to sleep.
She didn't know how much time had passed. Outside, all was silent.
There wasn't the slightest unusual sound, only the patter of rain.
"It's all right. You can come out now."
A low, hoarse man's voice sounded from outside, startling the half-asleep girl awake.
Could that be Batman's voice?
People said Batman's voice had always been low and hoarse.
Had Batman come to save her?
At the thought, she quickly moved to get out.
But then she remembered Robin, whom she had seen earlier.
That pale face, that eerie smile.
If Robin had become like that, could Batman have, too...?
Her urge to rush out immediately died away.
The hoarse voice sounded again.
"It's all right. Don't worry. I've caught him. Everything's safe outside."
The girl remembered how people thought of Batman: a superhero who fought crime, the guardian of Gotham City.
Surely a superhero wouldn't turn into something like that... right?
She remembered seeing the Dark Knight last month, sitting in her parents' car and looking out through the window.
Gotham's Dark Knight, the superhero who fought crime.
Perhaps he really had dealt with Robin.
At the thought, the girl's heart finally settled.
"Coming. I'm coming out."
She answered.
"Batman, I'm coming."
She shifted and opened the wardrobe door.
She crawled out and looked up.
A man in a pitch-black Batman suit stood in front of her.
His expression was solemn, just as people always imagined it would be.
"Batman, you really..."
The girl hurried toward him.
But the next second, her scalp prickled and her whole body went rigid.
The man in the dark bat suit had somehow turned deathly pale.
His eyes were bloodshot, stretched wide as though they were about to bulge out of their sockets.
His mouth was stretched into a horrifying, maniacal grin.
Batman looked down at the girl before him.
Pale moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating one corner of the room. In the shadows, Robin crouched with a laugh plastered across his face.
Whoosh!
The grinning bat's face suddenly rushed closer, filling her vision!
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