Why Did the Church Have a Girl?

"What an unfriendly welcome." Lear's exoskeleton-like mechanical armor crackled with electricity as countless mutated White Wolves, lemmings, and Tundra insects came charging to his side.

Metal scales covered all these animals, making them look especially bizarre.

"Don't tell me you think this is going to be useful against me?" Deadshot said casually.

"It's actually pretty useful. There are too many of these bizarre animals." Green Arrow's expression turned grim. "You don't have that many bullets, do you?"

"No. We're the ones with the numbers." Deadshot said, "Before he arrived, I'd already had Hades hurry up and shrink the circle."

"I also told them to suspend their activities and get ready to work."

Dozens of students were rapidly approaching from not far away, carrying all kinds of weapons. Some rode Reindeer, some drove Snowmobiles, and some had chopped down trees to build Snow Machines, harnessing two mutated White Wolves to pull them along.

"I told you, we have the numbers." Deadshot loaded his Rifle and fired a shot into Lear's head, announcing the beginning of the battle.

"Wow, how did the competition suddenly get so much easier?" The students went wild with joy. Compared to a great escape involving the Gotham toughs who had emerged from among them, dealing with some small animals was practically as easy as going on a picnic.

"Where did all these experts come from?" Lear was startled. Every one of these students had fighting skills superior to those of his daughters, and a few could even overpower both daughters working together.

"Great teachers produce great students. Their combat instructor isn't an ordinary person." Deadshot said.

"What organization are you people from?" Three students closed in on Lear and hacked apart his mechanical armor with a single slash, leaving him shocked.

"The Roland Cathedral. Ever heard of