They had only just awakened Cyborg when a communication from Batwoman came in.
The Round Table in the Hall of Justice conference room came with its own Stereoscopic Projection function. When no one was in the monitoring room, signals could be routed directly here.
The only drawback was that the conference room lighting was too bright, and the Justice League's projection technology was not particularly advanced, making the image perpetually blurry.
"Sometimes I wonder whether Batwoman has been eavesdropping on us," Su Ming said with a smile to Kitty, gesturing for Little Black Guy to operate the high-tech Round Table. "We mentioned her not long ago, and she contacted us right away. There's something weird about that patch of land called Gotham."
That man being able to break free from a nightmare on his own was entirely expected. Just because others could not do something did not mean he could not. Batwoman was simply that extraordinary.
Willpower, put plainly, was confidence in one's own beliefs. The more someone believed in themselves, the stronger their willpower.
In that regard, Batwoman was probably the greatest in the world. Even Hal, that Green Lantern, could not compare to Ring-Rejecting Lantern, and Su Ming himself had no intention of comparing with Batwoman either. Their styles were simply different.
Most of the time, the Sorcerer Supreme preferred to make plans and set things up in advance, avoiding situations where he had to rely on sheer willpower to turn the tables.
"Meow, hehe~" Kitty removed her paw from Black Adam's face and sat atop the table, swishing her tail. "Sometimes you show up at just the right time too. We've had that feeling before, meow."
The Round Table was adjusted, and Batwoman's projected head appeared. Since the terminal on her end was mounted on the vambrace