Venom waited for Chen Mo to move aside.
The emitter on his wrist guard was still exposed. Chen Mo lowered his arm to his side and pressed his palm against the officer's shoulder. Blackness circled his fingertips, touched the outer armor plate, then slipped underneath to feel for the seams the vibrations had loosened.
Bat's stuff.
Peel off this shell, and the spider could leave with Venom.
The officer raised his arm, his shoulder plate pushing Chen Mo's hand away.
Superman caught his elbow and pressed it back. The officer planted his feet against the cabin wall and used the rebound to slide to the outside of the platform.
Wonder Woman leaped down from the beam after him, casting her Lasso toward his waist. The black tissue caught the supports outside the recovery bay first and pulled the officer sideways.
Batman was passing beneath those supports.
Chen Mo fired a web and gave chase. In midair, he saw Venom release the long arm reaching for Superman.
That sturdy new body took a punch for Venom, its chest plate caving inward. Venom tucked the officer's head back behind his shoulder and stared at the face beneath the supports, baring every tooth in his mouth.
He would take the hits. Today, he was going to stab Bat clean through.
Chen Mo knew that stubborn streak well enough to give him a headache.
"Bat, you're really making yourself hated right now."
"The recovery opening on the right. I'll put some distance between us. Press him from above."
The voice in his earpiece was steady. Chen Mo saw the cape flip over the supports, revealing the grappling gun at Batman's waist. Venom's tendrils pursued him along the supports, and the officer lunged after him too. Superman grabbed his leg armor from behind and to