"I took care of Deathspawn. Let's switch to another Time Point and keep fishing."
Deathstroke appeared on the rooftop in a flash of blue light. His teammates were craning their necks at the sky in anticipation, while Little Superman still hovered overhead, using the enormous Glove to try and pinch the wound in space shut.
Bobo noticed the substitution almost instantly. Others might not have caught it, but he was a detective.
This Deathstroke was slightly shorter than the last one, and the fact that she had not taken off her mask after landing gave it away. Slade always lit a cigarette first thing after a fight, rather than eagerly recapping the mission.
This was Cindy. Though he had no idea where she had gotten a piece of black Cloak, she was playing a game of mixing fish eyes with pearls.
But the gorilla did not ask. He had already realized this was Deathstroke's plan. Since he had said nothing before switching people, it meant this was meant to draw Darkseid's attention.
With Little Superman and Albera on the team, they were not lacking combat power. The Fishing Plan could continue.
After all, Darkseid could not possibly come in person. Especially after seeing Perpetua fall into Deathstroke's trap and get killed by it, he would be even less likely to act rashly.
"Oh, no problem. Which Time Point do you think we should go to? We have Jesse and Reverse-Flash, so they can take us into the Speed Force Plane." The gorilla put his pipe between his teeth and expertly climbed onto Deathstroke's shoulder.
Deathstroke rolled his neck, his monocular eyepiece sweeping across everyone present. In a demonic voice altered by his voice modulator, he replied, "Tell me what you all think. Search history for any records of that Gray-White