"Actually, there's something else I want to ask you." Deathstroke walked through the tunnel beneath the mountain of corpses, black liquid splashing against his boots with wet plops. He looked at Diana beside him. "Why did the Justice League choose to rotate shifts? Why leave only Green Arrow on duty? That's never happened before. Superheroes shouldn't get vacations like mercenaries, should they?"
His voice was quiet but forceful. She knew he was seriously seeking information, not merely making conversation during the journey.
But how was Diana supposed to answer?
Tell him that the Justice League's reputation was in ruins, that everyone was more inclined toward Luthor's Way of Destruction, and that the League members' emotional trauma far outweighed their physical pain?
She couldn't say it.
Perpetua's terrifying threat had come to an abrupt end thanks to Deathstroke's response, but that was not truly the end. The Justice League had not handled the aftermath well. Earth-0 was currently in a peculiar period that appeared calm on the surface while undercurrents churned beneath.
Superman believed everyone needed time. Given enough time to carry on fighting crime as they always had, people would eventually see the Justice League's efforts and sincerity.
Batwoman, meanwhile, had proposed a vacation during the Trinity's secret meeting last time. She said she had a plan to change everything.
"I don't know. It was Batwoman's decision, and Clark supported it. I don't know why, but they persuaded me." Wonder Woman rolled her right shoulder, as though the Lasso of Truth at her waist made it slightly inconvenient to move.
Su Ming glanced at Bobo, who was being carried behind them by Harley. His legs were too short to keep up with the group.
The Power Ring construct ahead cleared the way swiftly, turning it into an unobstructed passage. Bobo