As Enchantress began her magical experiment, more and more reinforcements were being teleported in without end.
Each time blue light flashed, groups of soldiers in all sorts of forms appeared.
There were large numbers of synthezoids and robotic units, enormous warships like flying cathedrals, several mysterious Black-Robed Mages, and Luthor's Amazo Legion.
The atmosphere gradually grew tense. Everyone could feel that a great battle was about to break out.
But there were also people who were not tense at all.
Superboy-Prime wandered around the plaza, greeting everyone he met. He smiled like a superhero and kept introducing new friends to Jesse.
Little Superman's mental age was about the same as the girl's. During the time Deathstroke had been away, the two of them had become quite familiar with each other.
But the girl was still getting used to the abilities she had newly learned from Reverse-Flash, and her attention was focused on that strange fleet. She had never known that buildings on spaceships could be built so tall, nor did she understand just how powerful Darkseid was that it took so many people working together to deal with him.
"Aren't you going to say hello to those Supermen?"
She pointed at Superman and Bizarro, who were gathered around Cyborg. Though she did not know them, their iconic red-and-blue uniforms were easy enough to recognize.
"You mean him? It's fine."
Little Superman waved dismissively. Basking in the sunlight, he looked comfortable, and his reply was equally lazy.
"When he's with the Justice League, I don't bother joining in. You know how annoying the Justice League is. They're always telling you not to do this, not to do that. But if they won't let me do anything, what am I supposed to use all this power for? Help the neighbors mow their