And there's now a longue in place of the library…
And there's now a
lounge in place of the
library…
"No. The magics of his house confuse my senses."
"No. The magics of
this house confuse my senses."
A section of the wall panelling next to me grows up to the full height of the wall and sprouts a handle before swinging open. Zatanna steps back from the opening and I see Don Giovanni throwing glowing snakes through the air at a man in gold and blue power armour. He blocks left-handed with an anachronistically simple wood and iron shield, which… Causes the snakes to decay into motes of light. Armour matches what the local Lex Luthor wore, but I can't scan it and the helmet means-.
First thought was Guardian, but he'd be a crook here... Wonder what the shield is.
The figure in armour immediately raises his right arm and fire a-. A blue laser at my face, which fails to penetrate my environmental shield. I respond with two construct micro-missile launchers, missiles firing and smashing into his weapons with just enough force to render them inoperable. The Don uses the breathing room to step outside of the near-complete warding circles and snarl at the armoured figure.
Guessing he was expecting power Ring Blue.
My armour's psi-baffles prevent me collapsing on the spot, though a still feel a wave of tiredness pass through me. Shouldn't be surprised, I suppose. I drop off a psi shock grenade tuned to Martian telepathic communication patterns and detonate it-
Seriously, Manhunter? Not the best time.
...somewhat as I go for a grapple, x-ionised knives...
Double spacing here.
"Dleihs sparts kaerb!"
Clever. attack the attachment, not the item itself.
And-. Everything's shimmering and… And I'm in a workshop, in a powerful force field, and… Those are soldiers and that's half the Justice Underground. Huh, that's what Sir Solomon looks like. Pictures don't really do him justice.
That would be Grundy? I'm picturing the fully intelligent one that turned up back in the Noughties?
"Not to a Made Man, but I'm fairly sure that you're not one." He's wearing the same armour as Mr Crock, though he's left the helmet off in favour of a heavy collar containing a force field generator.
What is it with Luthors and force-field head protection?
They're current in chains in Shadowcrest."
They're
currently in chains in Shadowcrest.
"
A weak laser shot from one of the weapons I missed on Mr Crock's armour shoots me in the eye piece and fails to penetrate my environmental shield.
Dude, just stop. You're beaten, have some dignity.
"Not on a nice country, but there are plenty of places that the Syndicate won't make worse by taking them over. Somewhere lousy with strife which they couldn't make worse if they tried."
More than a few places in Africa, alas...
Vice President Luthor takes a moment to check that the various armed men and women in the room haven't disappeared. "I'm not sure that you're in any position to negotiate."
You haven't seen a fully capable lantern, have you? Power Ring Green was a fool, Blue has no energy, Yellow no support AI and Sapphire probably has Zamaron malware.
"-how annoying it is to me that the supervillains are the ones making the peaceful overtures. At the very least-"
That is a bit worrying...
"-you should be offering pardons to defectors, stripping away the support for the hardcore of nutters." I shoot a mage slayer round into Sir Solomon's left knee, causing the magics animating him to leave it. He stumbled, and I help him on his way with a right hook. "Or offering them terms of some sort. It's like you people want the country to burn. And I find that a very frustrating attitude."
I can't imagine how intimidating that would be, watching this guy just
ignore everything thrown at him...
