The blonde beauty was too astonished to speak. Susan's mouth hung slightly open, making her look quite adorable, while her big eyes fluttered with undisguised admiration.
"You're amazing. How did you guess it would attack you?"
"Guess? Why would I need to guess?" Deathstroke gazed toward the distant ruins of the city, standing calmly with his hands behind his back. "I'm a detective, and this was deduction. All of you were watching me and listening to me talk, so my role as the leader was obvious, wasn't it? Besides, I took off Cloak just now and turned it into transportation and protection. Every zombie saw that."
"That big dog wanted to capture the king to catch the bandits. It thought that if it killed you, we'd lose our flight ability?" Tony wiped the chest of his armor, polishing the light bulb until it shone even brighter. "And you exploited its way of thinking. You deliberately told us stories and explained your reasoning to lure it into attacking you."
"Not just that. I also anticipated the zombies' greed."
Strangle casually flicked ash off the edge of the flying carpet while his host continued speaking in an even tone.
"Lockjaw was the most famous teleporter among the Inhumans. It could carry people through interstellar teleportation; its ability allowed it to do that. Unfortunately, it had become a zombie dog. Its craving for food meant it would never be willing to bring other zombies along to share such a feast. So, before I swung my sword, I already knew there would be only one enemy."
As for how he knew the timing? Deathstroke was the Possessor of a Black Lantern Ring and a Symbiotes host. The moment he sensed an Undead Creature emerging behind him, he simply swung his sword.
The strike had