"I was just saying. All you need to remember is to follow my orders."
Su Ming drew the Blade of Olympus, picked a direction, and swung.
Blue sword light shot out, carving a road roughly four lanes wide through the lush rainforest. Trees fell neatly to either side. Potholes and stumps still got in the way, but it was a road.
Dim sunlight fell on them. With green clouds and mist overhead, the light here was poor. Even without the canopy blocking it, the sky looked as gloomy as it did before a storm.
Back underground on Franlo, Deathstroke's weapon had only blown up a few robots, and Aphra's group hadn't thought much of it. But now he had opened a road through the forest to the horizon with a single swing. The girl's jaw nearly dropped.
"What kind of weapon is that? Where did you pull it from? And if you have something this good, why are you still looking for Force Crystals?"
The questions poured out of her as though English burned her tongue.
"Because against the enemies I have to face, this is nowhere near enough." Su Ming calmly put away the greatsword and watched the clouds drift overhead. "Let's go. My robots found somewhere suspicious. We'll follow this road and take a look."
"Oh, dear Mr. Deathstroke, you may be the strongest warrior in the Milky Way Galaxy." Zero Three immediately got to work, laying on the flattery. "I've met many Seth and Jedi. Their power was not even a ten-thousandth of yours."
"That's only because they choose breadth over depth. They want to learn everything, but The Force is a vast and profound field that touches almost every aspect of the universe."
Su Ming took off Cloak and let him serve as transport, sweeping everyone