"Good evening, Deathstroke."
"Good evening, Ice. How's everything at home these days?"
"You mean Norway? Not bad. I already dealt with the volcanic eruption. My dad could have handled it too, actually. Want to visit my hometown sometime?"
"There'll be a chance. Today, I need to talk with Superman, Batwoman, and the others first. See you later."
"Mm, see you later."
The Hall of Justice was crowded today. Every few steps, someone would come up from the opposite direction, and it was inevitable that they would exchange a few pleasantries.
Ice was a sorceress. Besides excelling in ice magic, she was also a White Lantern Ring Possessor, which was why Deathstroke had some connection with her.
They both had White Lantern Rings. If the White Lantern had a Lantern Corps, they could even be considered colleagues.
She was very introverted, rarely spoke, and had few friends. As a princess of the Olafssdottir Family of the Magic Dynasty, she had joined the Global Guardians, a team within the Justice League Collective.
Sorceresses generally kept themselves removed from the world and operated with great secrecy. Coupled with the fact that the Global Guardians were truly a fourth-rate team at best, she was not well-known.
Still, her strength was nothing to scoff at. She had once instantly killed Kormovo, a great demon of Hell, with a single spell. As the saying went, every patch had its gods, but every patch produced a godly mage. Among sorceresses, ice mages were the strongest in PvP—after all, most living beings had water in their bodies.
After only a few words, she left, presumably because she still had things to do.
But Deadpool was still staring lecherously at the girl's retreating figure. It went without saying which part of that blue-and-white bodysuit he was looking at.
"**Ahem!