Bobo took a deep drag from his cigarette. Even he hadn't expected this at first.
He had thought Deadpool's claim that he would strip off Darkseid's pants when they met was just a prank. Who could have guessed that Deathstroke would actually build an entirely new tactic around it, gaining an advantage for everyone?
At the beginning, Darkseid had used the concepts he controlled and his Reality Warping ability to attack them. Batwoman's and Superman's injuries had both been his handiwork.
But Deathstroke had taken another approach, launching a tug-of-war with Big Cat over a pair of pants, using emotion and perception as his weapons.
The situation was clear enough now. Aside from Bobo himself, he believed Batwoman had figured it out as well.
Sure enough, a shadow in the darkness was looking toward the ape. When their gazes met, both gave slight nods.
That was the understanding between clever people. Nothing needed to be said; they naturally understood each other.
Just look at the battle in the sky now.
Darkseid had discovered that his pants were gone. How could someone as proud as him possibly allow himself to remain bare-assed before lowly humans for any extended period?
On the spot, he activated his ability of "Creation from Nothing," manipulating reality to conjure up a new pair of pants.
But the bad, squinting-eyed cat in Deathstroke's arms merely twitched its ears, and the new pants vanished again.
The Dark Tyrant probably felt a chill around his ass, so he manifested another pair. Then Big Cat swished its tail and made them disappear once more. The cycle repeated over and over.
Did you notice something?
Darkseid's Reality Manipulation, which he could have used against everyone, was now being spent competing with Big Cat over something entirely unrelated to the battle. Deathstroke's