Red Alert! Intruder!

In the darkness of the ventilation shaft, Link slowly opened his eyes.

Deep within them, countless stars seemed to flare and die. The torrent of data had finished its final calculations.

One picosecond.

That was the only divine doorway the Mother Box's energy field had left him.

To ordinary people, it was an interval too brief to comprehend. But for Link, it was enough.

His body entered a state unlike anything he had ever known.

The Kryptonian cells in his body rejoiced. His Olympian Divinity resonated. And his understanding of the Speed Force's laws meshed those two utterly different powers together like the teeth of a precision gear.

He stopped calculating time.

His heartbeat, his breathing, the vibration of every atom in his body—all synchronized perfectly with the energy field behind that massive black door.

He became the clock itself.

Now!

In the picosecond when the Mother Box's energy field completed its dimensional collapse, shifting from guarding "space" to guarding "existence"—

Link moved.

There was no earth-shaking force, no dazzling flash.

Without warning, his solid body became a blurred, constantly vibrating shadow.

He did not open the vent. He passed straight through its thin alloy grille.

Then he reached the massive black door, forged from an unknown alloy.

Before Link's shadowy form, a door capable of withstanding the blast of a supernova seemed no more substantial than a thin curtain of water.

He slipped through without resistance or a sound.

It all happened too fast for light itself to react.

One picosecond later, the energy field re-formed.

In the corridor, everything remained as it had been, as though nothing had happened.

Inside the teleportation chamber.

Link's figure slowly took shape out of nothingness.

He had succeeded.

He stood inside the heart of the Justice League.

At the center of