The billowing winds whip across
the face of Old Man Logan. The mutant’s
eyes water as dust particles shatter the air.
“Batman,” calls
“Logan ,” Batman croaks. “Stay away.
The summoning incantation is almost complete.”
“You’re dying, Bruce.”
“I’m not Logan .
I’m not. I’m. . .”
Earsplitting shrieks explode
from the spirits as they become imbibed within a blue crystal being held by
Batman. A violent eruption then occurs,
throwing Batman to the ground and Old Man Logan across the room.
Silence grips the room and the
Royal Highness members shake their heads, trying to gain their senses. The two groggily rise.
“What was that?” asks old Man Logan.
“Our victory,” responds Batman.
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