On the rooftop of Wayne Enterprises.
A figure spread its wings in midair, howling as it swooped down, six enormous pairs of wings folding shut.
"Woohoo! I'm home!!!"
Miao Mu rolled as he landed to absorb the impact. No matter where he went, it never felt as good as being home. It was almost dawn already.
After causing trouble all night and crossing half the United States, he was genuinely starting to feel tired. But the taste of home...
Miao Mu closed his eyes and took a contented deep breath, then immediately started coughing. "Fuck, who's burning tires?!"
Batman glided through the air in a circle, folded his cape, and landed behind him, connecting to Alfred, the system butler, through the network.
He saw Gotham's current situation...
How should he put it?
It was strange, but at least it was better than everywhere else. Other places were facing natural disasters; here, people were having endless fun fighting each other.
Very Gotham. Even environmental problems seemed more serious than the Mechanical Giant invasion.
Looking down from above, he could see cars being burned along the streets, billowing thick smoke and flames.
The only good thing was that there were no supervillains around. Probably... maybe... perhaps.
Miao Mu couldn't be sure. After all, one exceptionally terrible day was enough to make an ordinary person cross the boundaries of morality and sanity.
And turn into a Joker with no reason left at all.
Still, there were only a few classic Jokers.
If there was a musical version, then that would be a real... Joker.
"You're not going to step in?" Batman turned and asked.
"Step in for what? Gotham's news isn't even broadcasting this live, so it's not a big problem. Listen to those police sirens. This is practically routine."
Miao Mu crouched