Lego DC Comics Superheroes: Justice League - Gotham City Breakout Page #4

I would love some nice, hot... Tea!

(BOTH GRUNTING)

Please, Madame Mantis!

On second thought,

I'm more of a coffee person.

You want one lump or two?

(CACKLING MANIACALLY)

- Ow!

- (GRUNTS)

You must be the space between the teacups.

Madame Mantis'

unconventional teaching methods

instill absolute situational awareness

at all times.

You're telling me?

And I thought you were a tough teacher.

I did my best,

but my training doesn't hold a candle

to the instruction I received here.

You wallow in nostalgia, Batface.

Nostalgia is the path

a fool walks to a pity party.

And a pity party is nothing but

a stuffed bird in a cage with no door.

Or is it?

Yes. I see...

Wait, what? What are you trying

to teach me, Madame Mantis?

Only this,

a man who does not expect a surprise

attack in the middle of hearing wisdom

is like a worm who... (YELLS CRY)

And you wonder why

I never come to class reunions.

Come now, student.

It will be just like old times.

That's what I'm afraid of.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

Go get her, Batman!

- Ow!

- (BATGIRL LAUGHS)

Ow!

No giggling.

You have kept much of the skill

you learned here,

but you still lack

the ability to defeat me.

Hmm.

(GRUNTS)

For your final test,

you must attack without mercy!

Never!

Either you destroy me or I destroy you!

(YELLS)

Madame Mantis, stop this madness!

The only way to stop anything

is for you to use the forbidden move!

(GASPS)

"Forbidden move"?

Nightwing, what is that?

What's the "forbidden move"?

I'm not completely sure,

but I think it's some kind of move that,

for reasons unknown,

has been completely forbidden.

Thanks.

It is the only way

to save yourself, Batface.

No, stay back. This is my fight.

And it's about to end.

Ooh! Batface is finally ready to fight!

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(GROANS)

(PANTING)

Do it! Finish me

and your training will be complete.

(GASPS) Batman, you can't!

No!

Whoa! Madame Mantis is really a man?

A very, very, very, ugly man.

"Man"? Hardly!

It just so happens that I am a Trogowog,

and I'll thank you not to forget it.

Obviously, I immediately knew

from your clumsy attack

that you couldn't be

the real Madame Mantis.

But I played along to find out

what you were up to.

But who are you?

And why did you impersonate

Batman's old master?

(GRUNTS) I shan't tell you.

I am an enigma wrapped in a riddle

wrapped in a stifling old woman costume.

(GROWLS)

What do your powers of deduction

tell you, Batman?

I know only that he's working for a

highly-trained and well-equipped mercenary.

How can you possibly know that?

From the hi-tech smoke bomb

that just landed at our feet.

- Uh-oh.

- (ALL EXCLAIM)

Look!

Just as I suspected. Deathstroke.

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