Deathstroke turned to glance at the white band of light. A terrifying energy lurked within its glow.
It was nothing like the Sea of Chaos that had once lain Outside the Wall. Now the multiverse seemed to be merging with something on a higher plane. The feeling was hard to describe, as though a whole mass of things had suddenly appeared where there had once been nothing.
Even the Tenth Metal bones inside him trembled faintly, as if answering something beyond them.
He thought for a few seconds but found no answer, so he set the question aside and reached out to tug Oliver's goatee.
"You still haven't told me why you're here." The beard was real, and so was this Green Arrow. Su Ming let go. "I can understand Green Lantern being out in space, but shouldn't you be in Star City? You have a city to protect."
Oliver sighed and slid the arrow in his hand back into the quiver on his back. "Diggle and the others are there. Dinah's mostly staying in Star City too. It'll be fine."
Su Ming smiled and patted his shoulder. Whether it was meant as comfort, even he wasn't sure. Hearing that had left him oddly sympathetic to Green Arrow.
The resemblance was uncanny. No wonder Green Arrow had no place in the Justice League. People didn't compare him to Batwoman for nothing: she had Alfred, and he had Diggle.
One was a butler. The other was a driver.
Tales of Butler and Driver were famous throughout DC, because the two of them seemed capable of anything.
Diggle was a Black man with a military background. After leaving the service, he came to Star City and became the driver and bodyguard of Oliver Queen, a playboy who had returned after going missing.