The Queen's Surprise Attack, Harley's Moment to Shine!

Inside the command center, the cold air seemed to freeze.

On the enormous main screen, Link's face remained frozen in a playful smile.

His words—"How pathetic"—rang in Batman's ears, echoing through the empty command center and hammering again and again at his rock-solid resolve.

But Batman's expression did not change.

Beneath that cold mask, his eyes remained as calm as still water, with even a trace of... indifference born of absolute control.

Pathetic?

Nothing more than the impotent rage of a loser.

He admitted that Link's power had surpassed every contingency he had prepared. It had reached the realm of gods.

But gods were not invincible.

Mortals could stand against gods not because they possessed greater power, but because they were more willing to do whatever it took.

He glanced at the crimson countdown on the console.

"8."

"7."

He had already backed Link into a corner.

Surrender, then be studied and dismantled piece by piece through Batman's countless backup plans.

Or watch a city turn to ash under Batman's "threat" and bear a stain that could never be washed away, transforming from a savior in disguise into a true tyrant.

No matter what Link chose, he lost.

It was a trap laid in plain sight.

A perfect cage built for a god out of human nature, morality, and the judgment of the entire world.

"6."

"5."

Batman had already begun working out how he would strip Link of his abilities after forcing his surrender, then lock the dangerous monster away for good.

He enjoyed this feeling.

Accounting for everything, turning every variable into a fixed piece on the board, and securing victory in the end.

This was how he fought wars.

"4."

"3."

But just as the countdown was about to reach zero...

A strange crackle, like space itself