Why did the dinosaur have an energy cannon in its mouth? Why could Batwoman control Earth-16's Batcave? Why could he stare straight into a blinding light without even blinking?
Diana did not ask any of those questions, because she knew that even if she did, the answer would only be that same line. She could not even be bothered to hear it anymore.
Once her vision returned, all that remained where the enormous eyeball had fallen was some dried mucus. The beam had vaporized the enemy's form upon impact, but it had baked and hardened its bodily fluids onto the floor.
Considering that Alfred of this world was already dead, no one was likely to clean that up.
Deadpool, not far away, was still writhing. Clutching his stomach, he struggled to crawl to his feet and looked around for a toilet, but that was clearly a futile effort.
This was the Batcave. Even the Black Prison at the lowest level had no toilets. Back when Joker had been imprisoned here, Batwoman had needed to watch his every move at all times. How could there possibly be a private space like a restroom?
If someone needed to relieve themselves, they could just face the flowing water of the underground river and handle it themselves.
Wade had Super Healing and immortality, so poison could not kill him. But getting diarrhea after eating something unclean was perfectly normal. Right now, he needed to "urgently detox."
"Help! Batwoman! Where's your bathroom? It's about to come out over here!"
The Dark Knight did not answer. He merely pointed beneath the platform, telling him to deal with it by the underground river himself. That had once been the bats' toilet. Back when so many small animals lived here, their waste had simply been swept into the