The Yellow King Sets Nurgle's Garden Ablaze

"What do you want?" Bruce asked warily.

"Heh..." Witch Circe looked Bruce up and down. "You're the one who called me here. You tell me."

"Then I'll give you this." After a moment's hesitation, Bruce took a flash drive out of his Utility Belt.

"What's this?" Witch Circe asked curiously.

"It contains a video of me taking Diana down with the earrings you gave me." Bruce sighed. He really had fallen low, using something like this as a bargaining chip.

"What?!" Witch Circe stared at Bruce in shock, then exclaimed delightedly, "Wonderful! I'll make hundreds of millions of copies and let the whole world enjoy it for free!"

"If I were you, I wouldn't do that," Bruce said quietly. "Diana doesn't even know this exists. If you played it while fighting her..."

"Brilliant! That's the man I had my eye on!" Witch Circe said excitedly. "Deal!"

"...Doesn't your conscience hurt?" Kent asked Bruce after witnessing their wicked transaction. "Though I thought you'd sell your body."

"This is to protect the world."

"All right." Kent tapped the table. "More guests have arrived. I hope you have something else to trade."

Three green figures appeared inside the tower: Poison Ivy, Plant Master, and Swamp Thing.

"Constantine told me what happened," Swamp Thing said. "We're closer to nature. This is our responsibility." "Mm." Bruce nodded.

"To think even someone like you could become one of us." Plant Master's words carried more than a hint of sarcasm.

"This isn't what I wanted," Bruce said flatly.

"Hmph, you..."

"We're on the same side now. Don't cause trouble," Poison Ivy interrupted Plant Master. "Batman, Father Roland is the one chosen by the Black now, right? What are you planning to do with him?"

"Remove the Black's power while keeping him safe," Bruce said. "It's not impossible."