"There's light ahead." Silver White was the happiest. As a New Yorker, she did not enjoy moving through darkness. "Are we almost there? What does the target look like?"
"It's just a sword." Laura yawned. She had exerted herself not long ago, coming up with a way under Batman's guidance to hypnotize everyone into playing dead so they could escape. She still had not fully recovered and remained sleepy.
"I know the Sword in the Star is a sword, but what kind of sword is it? A rapier, a broadsword, a longsword, a greatsword—those are all swords. If there are tens of thousands of swords at our destination, how are we supposed to find the right one?"
Silver White was overthinking it a little. Perhaps she was simply too excited. It was her first time traveling with Batman, and taking part in a Justice League operation still left her a little thrilled.
Though she had been retired for many years, she was still a Superhero. What hero did not long to join the Justice League?
"It should be a broken sword." Batman, walking ahead, answered without looking back. He continued moving swiftly through the shadows. "Don't ask me why. That's what Deathstroke said, and I judged that he wasn't lying about this."
"Fine, that sounds pretty reliable." Silver White spread her hands, scratched her neck, and silently followed.
The two girls had originally been happy to chat for a while, but the moment Batman spoke, the atmosphere suddenly grew heavy—so heavy that no one could even lift the corners of their mouths.
He really did not know how to chat. He killed the conversation in an instant. Laura did not know what else to say either, so she could only keep walking in silence.
The three continued forward quietly for