While the pure, kind, beautiful Mina happily recited that string of ancient text, feeling that she had learned a new language today, Su Ming was looking at two pitiful people who resembled starving beggars.
He had arrived in time. Otherwise, the two of them might really have starved to death.
The Speed Force had probably captured them some time ago, but the Timeline Speed within these singularities of the Speed Force Plane was hard to determine and had no obvious connection to the outside world. There was no point asking when they had been captured.
The prisoners should originally have been supplied with food, but the recent invasion of the Speed Force Plane by the Time Goblin and Amo had disrupted the Speed Force's arrangements.
It had sealed off its own plane, leaving these two without food for several days. Food was one thing, but the main reason they looked so shriveled was probably dehydration.
As a singularity within the Speed Force Plane, the Theater had never been meant for people to live in. It always staged stories that had already happened, though its exact principles and purpose were unknown.
There was neither food nor water here. It was simply a somewhat larger prison cell, except the inmates could enjoy theatrical performances while staying in it.
"Let me introduce myself. I'm Deathstroke from Origin Earth. You can also call me the Sorcerer Supreme."
Like a savior, Su Ming placed the two of them in chairs in the new room. He first took out carbonated drinks from his waist pouch and handed them out. This beverage contained only 0.003% fruit juice; everything else was flavoring and food additives. Yet this normally unhealthy stuff was perfect for replenishing a large amount of sugar.
"I'm here to rescue you, but in exchange, you'll