Earth-0, Washington D.C., aboard the Ultima Thule, 4,000 meters above the Hall of Justice.
The Monitor and the World Forger were trying to repair the spacetime Teleportation Portal, but even if they fixed it, locating Superman and the others among countless Timelines would be no easy task.
It would be no exaggeration to call it looking for a needle in a haystack—except the haystack was completely pitch-black.
"I don't care about any of that. If he gets Arthur killed, I'll kill him myself."
Mera had run out of patience. Her reckless streak was surfacing again, and she was still holding the Trident of Poseidon as though she planned to punch five holes through Starman's forehead.
Miss Martian and Jessica both held onto her and tried to stop her. There was already enough trouble; they absolutely could not start fighting among themselves.
Guy Gardner, on the other hand, remained calm. He had a blind optimism when it came to Superman, and he was currently leaning against a nearby bulkhead, watching the show.
He had always been blunt and straightforward. Hypertime, Timelines, Time Points—he understood none of that. All he knew was that when it was time to fight, you fought.
Besides wearing a Green Lantern Ring, he had also worn Red Lantern and Blue Lantern Corps rings. That proved that besides having unshakable willpower and courage, he was also hot-tempered and easily angered, yet forever filled with hope.
Superman always held beautiful hopes in his heart, and the past had proven that Clark possessed the ability to turn hope into reality. That was why Guy leaned more toward Superman's side.
Since Superman had previously believed Starman's plan could work and had been willing to take risks and put in the effort for it, everyone else should respect their choice instead of