Batwoman seemed to have truly sensed an invisible force helping her from behind, and she was very confident in her decision. Even with her vision limited to nothing but black rain, she still had her own special trick.
"Give me a gun."
She returned beneath the umbrella and asked Deadpool for a weapon.
"Uh, I left my backpack in the taxi. All I've got on me is a pistol Cousin gave me." Deadpool took a handgun from his pocket and reluctantly handed it to Batwoman. "This is an Infinite Bullets Desert Eagle. Don't break it, and remember to give it back when you're done."
But Batwoman did not listen to that later nonsense at all. She took the gun, walked into the rain, and fired three shots into the sky at intervals.
Then she tilted her head and listened for a moment before pointing in one direction, signaling everyone to proceed that way.
No one objected. They simply followed her lead. However, Deadpool's gaze sharpened, and he turned to address the empty air beside him again.
"Has this world gotten a little too fantastical, or did Batwoman have tomb raiders in her ancestry? That was Chen X Lou's Listening to Thunder to Discern Position just now, right? It had to be, right? Sigh, I'm worried now. With so many elements stuffed into a movie starring me, can a mishmash movie really work?"
"Ahem, I don't know what this Listening to Thunder to Discern Position thing is, but what Batwoman just did was probably a technological application of bionics, right?"
Barry once again engaged with Deadpool's wild imagination. The helpful Flash understood what was happening, so naturally he explained.
"You know bats actually have very poor eyesight. When they fly at night, they rely entirely on sound waves to locate prey