While everyone else was talking nonsense and fooling around, Diana had been coldly observing everything happening around her. She disliked demons like Mazikeen, because demons always represented evil.
And then there was Deadpool, who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere. He seemed utterly unserious, completely unreliable, incredibly sleazy, and very smelly.
Her education amounted to attending a private school on Paradise Island. When describing the degree of something, she only knew how to say "very." Yet Deadpool had exceeded the limits of ordinary comprehension in every regard. He was practically Harley of another gender.
Of course, given that Deadpool was Deathstroke's cousin, Diana did not particularly dislike him. She simply did not want to have any contact with him.
"I'm not like him." Harley seemed to have seen through Diana's thoughts. She walked over and limply wrapped herself around one of Wonder Woman's arms, hanging off her. "My illness is cured. I'm totally normal now."
Diana helplessly patted Harley's head. Harley's entire body reeked strongly of blood, and that alone made Wonder Woman feel that something was very wrong.
"What did you do earlier?"
"Nothing." Harley guiltily turned her head aside, her red ponytail brushing across Diana's nose. "Deadpool and I just took a stroll through the sewers of Washington D.C. to see how many people had died lately."
Diana was still somewhat suspicious, but now was not the time to investigate that. She grabbed Su Ming, who was tugging at Deadpool's mask, and rescued Wade from him.
"What do we do next?"
"The enemy won't attack the city during the day. The crisis isn't as severe as I imagined." Su Ming stopped messing around when they started discussing serious business. He had originally wanted to see whether Maze would throw up upon seeing Deadpool's face. "So, barring any surprises,