The Rogues' "Welcome Ceremony"!

Central City, Third Avenue.

A convoy of more than a dozen heavy trucks, all jet-black and marked with the spiral logo of Chaos Direction, traveled steadily along the highway.

The trucks' shells were made of special composite armor, and their futuristic design made them look less like transport vehicles and more like mobile steel fortresses.

Inside the lead Command Vehicle, the space was far more spacious than it appeared from the outside. With its soft leather sofas, temperature-controlled wine cabinet, and enormous monitoring screens covering an entire wall, it looked more like a mobile combat command center.

Link held a glass of scarlet wine and leaned against the sofa, staring expressionlessly at the dozens of surveillance feeds divided across the screens.

Harley Quinn, meanwhile, lay bored on the carpet, curling one of her golden pigtails around a finger.

"Puddin', how much longer are we supposed to stay in this tin can? I'm so bored!" she complained. "You said we were here to catch the Flash, but we've been wandering around this city for several days now. Apart from eating hot dogs from a few lousy places, I haven't even seen a glimpse of the Flash!"

"Be patient, Harley." Link gently swirled his wineglass, the scarlet liquid tracing elegant arcs along the glass. "Fishing requires the right bait, as well as... a little commotion."

The moment he finished speaking.

Bzzzt—!

A piercing, strange noise came from ahead of the convoy.

The road ahead visibly began to freeze, a thick layer of ice spreading across it and radiating an eerie chill!

The driver of the lead vehicle wrenched the steering wheel, but the heavy truck instantly lost control on the slick ice. Amid the shriek of tires, it slammed sideways into the roadside guardrail.

Then came a thunderous boom!

A blazing inferno,