Superman and Batwoman—which of them was stronger? It was truly a century-old problem, one that would never have an answer.
Even on the forums in his previous life, anyone daring to start a thread like that would only end up being called an idiot by everyone else. Other than starting flame wars and offending people, nothing would come of it.
From a certain perspective, this was a dispute over whether strength or intelligence mattered more. Such arguments had gone on in human society for who knew how many years. There was no chance of getting a conclusion from comics.
But no matter what, Deathstroke's threat had worked. The two Fifth-Dimensional Beings exchanged a glance, both wearing helpless expressions. When it came to Reality Warping, Dream of a Thousand Cats still surpassed them.
Fifth-Dimensional Beings could indeed alter the reality of three-dimensional space as easily as drawing on a sheet of paper. But Dream of a Thousand Cats did not even need the drawing step. It merely had to think about it and let out a meow.
The threat from Deathstroke's mouth could become reality at any moment, because this cat was now almost completely obedient to the man, looking thoroughly tamed.
Stray cats always wanted someone to feed them. That was the close symbiotic relationship between cats and humans.
"We'll cooperate." Mister Mxyzptlk hung his head dejectedly and pulled out his own Drawing Board from behind him. "I have to admit, Batboy's plan is pretty good. We can take you to the Fifth Dimension first, and then—"
"Then Deathstroke can activate the Quantum Concepts there. Maybe we'll be able to see the path to the Seventh Dimension. After all, we'll be much closer, so the view will be clearer."
Bat-Mite laid out the entire plan. He had been keeping an