Justice League: Throne of Atlantis Page #2

It's a wonder women

go out with you at all.

And Diana, love your glasses.

Thanks. They're new.

Dude, are they on a date?

- Look, it's Cyborg.

- What are they doing here?

I love you, Shazam.

- Nice to meet you, gotta go.

- He's huge.

- We'll need this to go.

- Shazam.

- What, the Bat's too good for us now?

- It's Batman. He doesn't answer hails.

Yeah. If I have to be here, so does he.

Hal, don't do anything...

stupid.

Scarecrow don't pay me

enough to deal with this sh*t.

You got that right.

There he is.

Hi, Spooky. You don't write,

you don't call.

I'm busy.

Well, clear your schedule.

Because you and I are...

I hate that guy.

- The League needs you.

- This is about the missiles?

Lucky guess.

Relax, I got this.

Hey there, hench-dudes.

I'll be handling your arrest today.

Get us out of here.

Ready? Because we're done here.

Are we? Who's the supplier for the

aerosol component of the fear toxin?

- Who's... Who's the what, now?

- Who is the Scarecrow targeting in city hall?

No? What about something simple,

like where's the Scarecrow?

Bro, I caught them for you.

You're welcome. I didn't know...

I didn't need them caught, I needed

them scared. I needed information.

Next time you want to help,

do me a favor, don't.

No energy signatures.

This was all done by hand.

Who could do that?

Besides us?

I count four dozen unique

handprints moving in sync.

Four squadrons.

This was a choreographed onslaught.

You think Darkseid's army has returned?

No. Doesn't fit.

Walk us through your assault.

Kind of cool. Like watching

a 3D movie with no glasses.

Freeze. Observations?

They avoided his gaze. Kept to the shadows.

Used their element. These were warriors.

Agreed.

Resume.

Ooh! That looked like

it hurt all over again.

Who has the force to knock a quarter

ton of metal to the ground underwater?

Freeze.

That's a barrel roll. These guys

are skilled in 360-degree combat.

Agreed. Note the sound sensitivity.

Makes sense. Sound travels four

point three times faster underwater.

Kiss ass.

Whatever, Mr. Barrel-Roll.

Resume.

Freeze.

So that's what you look like.

Magnify.

Gills? As in mermaids?

As in Atlantis.

Where is this?

These carvings, I recognize them from

the tales of Atlantis I read as a girl.

It sunk into the ocean, but its people were

saved by the magic of the king's trident...

which turned them irreversibly

into creatures of the sea.

That's a fairy tale.

I believe you.

Of course he does.

So where is it?

The location has been lost to time.

What does a mythical mystical

undersea world need with missiles?

And I so dare you to say

that five times fast.

Obviously, they plan to attack us.

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