Taking Grail's head, her eyes still wide in death, Diana closed them with her hand. She had originally planned to put it into the Spatial Pouch Deathstroke had given her, but as if remembering something, she asked again:
"You don't need Strangle to read her memories? Since what's done is done, take it. I don't mind anymore."
A sister who had betrayed everyone was an enemy. It would be better to let the Symbiotes eat her and obtain intelligence, which would benefit her friends more.
"No need. Grail was originally just the warm-up Uncle Darkseid gave us." Su Ming knew without even thinking about it. He casually waved a hand, indicating that the dead woman's head was Little Dai's to keep. "You said it yourself: in the prophecy, Grail is the one destined to kill Darkseid. With that connection, how could Uncle Darkseid possibly tell her his deepest secrets?"
You could choose not to believe in prophecies, but once you had heard one, anyone would have their reservations.
Uncle Darkseid had arranged to face Yuga Khan, and he had sent all his other subordinates away to command the armies, leaving only his daughter by his side. It was hard to say whether he had intended to keep watch over her personally.
"Is that so? All right." Diana put the head into her pouch, finding her boyfriend's reasoning perfectly sound. "Then where is Darkseid now?"
"He's already here. Right above us." Su Ming raised a hand and pointed overhead.
The moment he spoke, the pipes sheltering them began to flow like liquid, as though they were about to drown everyone. Darkseid had likely altered the properties of the metal in the environment, turning this pipe-formed Earth into a swamp.
"Meow!"
But just as the changes began, the cat Deathstroke was holding