Although Su Ming could still use Strangle to control his skeleton like a marionette and keep fighting, his reaction speed had ultimately slowed, and he had not been able to stop Diana from losing her temper.
Watching her charge toward the Lord of Order with lightning crackling around her, sword and shield raised, Su Ming sighed helplessly.
Once Witch's Mark was exposed, Circe should have known Diana was here.
Still, it should not be a major problem. Circe was not foolish enough to enter Order Space to capture Diana.
Yes, Circe had always wanted to capture Wonder Woman and gather the last fragment of power Hecate had left behind, but she had never found a suitable opportunity.
Although Circe had also joined the Legion of Doom, judging by her past behavior, she likely had plans of her own and rarely contacted Luthor.
As long as that bald guy was not involved, Circe herself was easy to handle. Raw power was not scary; the brain was what mattered most.
As black fluid covered his Tenth Metal skeleton and gradually formed new muscles and a neural network, Su Ming grabbed his weapons and charged the Lord of Order again. Just as when dealing with Dormammu, he would first let the opponent enjoy beating him up. Once the opponent gradually decided that Deathstroke was no threat, that would be Cloak's chance to act.
There was only one chance, and he would not begrudge using his own flesh and blood to buy it.
The long-absent bloodlust was stirring because his injuries were too severe. All those years of cultivating his temperament were no longer working very well. His intense emotions made his newly regenerated lungs breathe far more heavily.
He could only suppress it with willpower for now. He would have to wait until