Deadman's strange ability worked a bit like a corpse-sniffing dog at a police station, except he could not actually smell corpses. Instead, he relied on some indescribable sensation.
If he felt it, then they had arrived. If he did not, he was truly worse than a dog. In any case, the effect was rather subjective.
However, this unconventional ability had its advantages. Sometimes, Deadman could sniff out who was about to die, and it was remarkably accurate.
Additionally, Deadman occasionally received little bits of insider information from the Goddess, allowing him to learn of major events in advance and play the role of a prophet before others.
But one thing needed to be understood: Rama Kushna was famously temperamental. After all, she was a goddess from India; those who knew, knew. So Deadman sometimes suffered, was tormented or PUA'd by his own goddess under the guise of various "trials." It was rather troublesome.
That was the current situation. Conventional methods of seeking Death in the DC Universe would only lead to Second Sister. To find an outsider, a manifestation possessing the concept of death, they had to take another route and rely on people they normally had no use for.
Deadman Brand was one such person they normally had no use for. Even within Justice League Dark, he only appeared occasionally, serving as an auxiliary meat shield. In short, whenever the team needed someone to test for traps, take the blame, or block the enemy's energy blasts, sending Deadman was the right choice.
The ones in Justice League Dark who could truly solve problems were still Constantine and Zatanna.
"Sniff, sniff."
Deadman flew through the air, his nostrils constantly twitching as he led the way, while the others followed behind on a flying carpet.
It was a genuine flying carpet,