"Early delivery is possible, but where's the money?" Talia displayed the dagger tucked against her chest, her tone softening slightly. She smiled at Deathstroke's mask. "Money in one hand, goods in the other. We have a contract. No one can stiff the League of Assassins."
"Give me a break. You think you and Ra's al Ghul can threaten me? Or are you counting on Batwoman?" Su Ming's mask melted into his skin as he landed beside Talia, speaking as though utterly unguarded. "I could hire Lobo to deal with you with nothing more than a stack of Dolphin Magazines. Your whole village would be dead."
As he spoke gently, he watched the battlefield.
The Talons were decent. Earth-0's Talons were somewhat stronger than those from Earth -11, but they were still no match for Shazam and Donna together.
Donna in particular was a powerful warrior covered in divine artifacts. A Talon only needed to graze one of her weapons to lose a hand, a foot, or their head.
Superheroes willing to kill were great. They were so much easier to use.
Come to think of it, someone becoming a Masked Vigilante just to indulge their urge to kill would make for a pretty solid Anti-Hero persona. He could let Commissioner Gordon's son, Little Jim, give it a try later.
Little Jim was dead, but that was no big deal. Death was not the end in the DC Universe. Wasn't there already someone code-named Deadman in Justice League Dark? His soul had been preserved by Goddess Rama Kushna so he could work for her.
Besides, although playing around with resurrection might be a little disrespectful to Death, Deathstroke was also a Possessor of the White Lantern Ring. He simply did not use the thing often.
"Heh. What about Damian?"
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