The weapon’s beam
rushes from the chamber. Batman whispers
to himself, noting that although fired, his apparatus did not directly find its
mark. The projectile streams at the
enemy trio. Darth Shemalyah notices the
glint in Batman’s location even before his is able to fire his weapon and grips
her Sith lavarok, which suddenly becomes hard in her hand. The beam shatters the staff. The Sith Lord points to the opponent’s
location and her acolytes immediately ignite their red lightsabers and stand before
their master.
Batman: Damn.
Old Man Logan: More than damn, Batman. Look!
Shemalyah raises both
of her arms and carries herself along with Brek Nyram and Nik Landsoh in the
air, using the Force. They are readying
themselves against the Royal Highness duo.
Old Man Logan: We need to leave. Now!
Batman: We need to make a stand. This weapon is our only chance against
her! We are not leaving!
Old Man Logan
unsheathes his claws.
Old Man Logan: Okay, bub.
We’re not leaving.
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2 comments:
Damn right. You stay and die.
Batman with prep time and (albeit old) Wolvie? I'll take that bet.
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