The God Trapped in a Cage!

The teleportation chamber fell deathly silent.

The black alloy door Superman had smashed open still bore scorch marks from the intense heat. Fine dust drifted down through the bright light.

Five godlike figures stood in the doorway. The energy rolling off them, thick with rage and killing intent, nearly froze the space around them.

Yet the man at the center of the room—the one who should have been trapped in a cage—didn't spare them a glance.

Link slowly lifted his hand from the Mother Box.

The motion was gentle and graceful, carrying the satisfaction of someone who had just finished admiring a masterpiece. The hostility around him, enough to make a planet tremble, might as well have been background noise.

He could feel a new law taking root in his divinity, one that touched the very nature of space. It intertwined perfectly with his Kryptonian physique and Olympian Power.

He could even "see" every detail of the energy flowing through the five heroes outside the door.

The solar energy inside Superman burned like a star, blazing fiercer now with his anger.

The Olympian Power within Wonder Woman lay like a volcano poised to erupt, still and deadly.

Green Lantern's willpower was focused as never before. Energy from the Emotional Spectrum gathered at his fingertips, forming a fearsome ion cannon.

Cyborg's electronic eye flashed hundreds of millions of times a second as he tried to analyze the incomprehensible enemy before him. It reached only one conclusion: threat level immeasurable.

And The Flash...

The faintest smile touched Link's lips.

He could feel Barry Allen's fear.

It wasn't fear of a powerful enemy. It was a bone-deep shudder born from the core of his being, the terror of someone who had been utterly dominated by an existence from a higher dimension.

The moment