The mother and daughter both fought in earnest. Sparks flew as the identical Vulcan's Swords clashed, and each tried to persuade the other to accept her own ideals while fighting. The result was that the more they fought, the angrier they became.
After watching for a while, Su Ming confirmed one thing: Diana was clearly younger and stronger. She also had the bloodline of Olympus, Hecate's mark, and some combat training from him.
One Hippolyta was no match for her. Even two wouldn't be enough.
Diana could win, but her mother would probably strip her of the throne and drive her from home afterward. Should he get Maya back from the gorilla and give her to Diana again?
"Sheriff, should we take care of Hippolyta—"
The Adjutant raised her little ball-jointed hand and made a chopping motion.
"You've learned to tell bad jokes now." Su Ming crooked his lips, lit a cigarette, and leaned back against the throne. "If I did that, I'd truly be no different from Zeus. Let Diana make her own decision. If I interfere in Amazon affairs, she'd only be unhappy."
Doll gave a standard smile. She was merely trying to make a joke.
"Enlarge that image. Let me see Gotham." Deathstroke smiled at her as well and motioned for her to sit on the throne's armrest.
Batwoman and Catwoman were investigating the cause of the sudden snowfall together.
But in Deathstroke's view, it was less an investigation than the two of them flirting.
Anyone with eyes could see that snow falling across the entire globe could not have originated in Gotham, unless the snow was black or the snowflakes were shaped like bats.
Batwoman simply wanted to ride her custom-made, tens-of-millions-of-US-Dollars Bat snowmobile and take Catwoman for a spin.
Unfortunately, it was too cold, and