Hal and Oliver were currently on the Anti-Monitor's throne platform.
To put it plainly, it was more like an enormous surfboard, roughly two thousand meters long and five hundred meters wide, with a small metal castle on top containing a throne.
The thing was completely unsuitable for human survival, but after both sides reached an agreement, the Anti-Monitor still had some essential supplies brought in for them.
Over the following days, the Anti-Monitor kept the platform parked here, continuously monitoring the readings from the Source Wall ruins.
They were probably readings, anyway. If they tried to study that band of light with the Green Lantern Ring, it would only monotonously report errors, making Hal suspect his ring was running Windows 98.
The green duo could not offer much help, so the days all passed more or less the same way. The two of them carried out meaningful activities on the "deck"—watching the "sea."
The Guardians Council had originally firmly opposed Hal leaving, but after Green Lantern explained that he was temporarily working with the Anti-Monitor, the Little Blue Men instead told him not to be hasty or impatient. They would handle Lantern Corps affairs for him, so he should focus on keeping the other party company.
This gave Green Lantern even more to complain about.
Oliver did not say much in response to Hal's complaints. He had already offered who knew how much advice before, and he knew Hal was just frustrated. Even the Justice League's arch-nemesis, the Anti-Monitor, now understood the need for unity, yet the Guardians still did not.
So infuriating.
"How much longer do you think we'll have to keep living like this?" Hal rubbed his face, his green uniform gleaming. "Could that guy have trapped us here while carrying out some sinister plan on Earth at