The submarine arrived in Gotham's waters.
Ririko took out her phone. The screen lit up, and a message popped up.
She glanced at the sender, and her expression immediately became hard to describe.
Red-Haired Dog: When are you coming back?
Ririko hadn't expected even Jerome to message her. Apparently, he had grown tired of waiting in Gotham.
She raised her hand and tapped the screen a few times: I'm still out at sea.
Red-Haired Dog: Why are you always soaking in water? Aren't you afraid your skin will get all wrinkly?
An old-lady meme followed beneath it.
Ririko jabbed at the screen in annoyance: Go play with Batman.
Jerome replied instantly: That poser's gone to Metropolis.
Ririko: What?
Jerome sent a classic Joker "hehe" meme: Superman got his ass kicked.
Ririko left the chat and opened Weibo on her phone. The top trending headline read:
Superman's fall: Eyewitness accounts of the Fall of Metropolis.
The accompanying image was a blurry aerial photograph. An enormous crater lay amid the buildings of Metropolis, with a faint red-and-blue figure visible at the bottom.
Staring at her phone screen, Ririko shot upright from her slouch.
Her thumb swiped down rapidly, her expression darkening with every swipe.
Dick was also holding his cracked-screen phone, refreshing the breaking news from moments earlier-
Superman grievously injured by unidentified creature, fate unknown!
"What the hell could beat Superman up like that?"
Oliver leaned over beside Dick, staring at the horrific news photo and the equally horrific shattered phone screen.
Ririko lowered her voice. "Whatever it is, it's not something we can handle. Let's hurry back to Gotham, wash up, and go to bed."
Dick looked up at her. "Shouldn't we go see if there's anything we can do to help?"
"See what?" Ririko's eyes widened, her expression screaming,