“Agh!” Aquaman grunted in pain when I kicked his back with several gasps of surprise and horror from those attending the gala.

Aquaman, who was still falling from the uppercut earlier, sailed through the air before spinning around midair slamming his trident down, killing what momentum was left. Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, he narrowed his eyes at me. 

“A cheap shot. Why am I not surprised?” Aquaman said, before with a wave of his hand water from the nearby shoreline snaked out for me. Ducking and weaving through the attacks as they impacted the ground tearing apart the concrete, grass, and dirt.

Many of the ambassadors and dignitaries quickly fled with what little of their security that wasn’t compromised, ushering them to quickly leave the premises. 

“I’m a villain. Not that what I did was a cheap shot in my book.” Aquaman quirked a brow at that rushing towards Silhouette far faster than most would have believed. The public had a misconception about Aquaman not being as physically capable as Wonder Woman or Superman. 

He was. On land, he wasn’t far behind them, and in the ocean? He was an absolute powerhouse. 

A series of punches were exchanged with Silhouette evading them in an impressive display of flexibility, and reaction time. His reactions were beyond what Aquaman had expected but he quickly adapted, putting more power and speed into them.

Leaning back out of a telegraphed jab, Silhouette jumped over a kick that would have taken one of his legs, then he saw it. Aquaman closed the gap between the two. Silhouette guarded with both arms when the punch landed against his crossed arms. It was more like a shell fired from a battleship than a simple punch.

A crack was heard across the area like thunder followed by Silhouette slamming back first into a nearby tree with the tree cracking and splintering falling to pieces. Silhouette's form was lost amidst the falling pieces with several landing on top of the villain.

Aquaman knew he wasn’t taken out so easily after hearing the accounts from both Wonder Woman and Flash. Before he could check a laser slammed into his shoulder. He slid back several meters wincing before looking at where it came from.

“Black Manta,” Aquaman stated when he saw one of his enemies.

Black Manta didn’t even say a thing, his helmet's lasers fired except this time Aquaman blocked the blast with the trident. Aquaman looked past Black Manta seeing some of the servers at the gala holding weapons began to open fire.

Aquaman ran along the shoreline dodging and evading the shots. Just when the three were about to shoot, a wave of water hit them knocking them over. 

“My king are you alright?” One of his guards asked, stepping into the fray. Four others joined them pushing back against Black Manta and his men. 

It had turned from a fight into a small battle. Some of the security personnel who weren’t compromised joined them but they were of little help. As capable as the security was against normal people but against battle-hardened mercenaries that served under Black Manta they could only do so much.

Stepping in the way blocking several shots fired at three men using pistols. “Go escort the others to safety. We have this handled.” 

They nodded to him with looks of respect rushing off. The battle was turning in the Atlanteans’ favor. Or it was until Aquaman saw Silhouette come in with a snap kick to his ribs. Deflecting two lasers twirling the trident he thrust it out to stab the black clad figure.

Where his trident's tips should have felt flesh and blood on the end of it instead the figure phased through it like a ghost. “What?” He asked aloud in surprise before something thin and small latched onto the back of his head.

Before he could grab whatever it was, a surge of electricity made his eyes widen. Pain erupted across his body, muscles spasmed but not enough to incapacitate him. Aquaman reached his hand up, grabbed what was a thin wire, and tugged on it using more strength than he had in a long time.

He turned in time to block an axe kick from the real Silhouette who looked fine beyond a few pieces of wood chips and leaves stuck to his outfit.

They exchanged blows with Silhouette having surprising strength and speed behind each blow forcing Orin onto the defensive. A kick that was sidestepped followed up with a punch to his throat that he grabbed only for the hand to phase through his grab with his real hands grabbing both of his shoulders.

Silhouette's knee slammed under Aquaman's chin making his head tilt back and his eyes almost rolled into the back of his head but he remained conscious. Grabbing the arms of the black figure he glared at him. 

His gloves began to glow sending more electricity into his body but it wasn’t anything he couldn’t handle. Pulling him in close for the mother of all headbutts.

Aquaman's head shattered a lens on his gas mask with their head rocking back from the blow as if struck by a cannon. A brown eye with darkened skin around it was all he got to see before his strength increased far beyond what Orin had anticipated. Breaking free from his grasp, both hands briefly cupped over his chest.

In an instant Orin had the air driven from his lungs with air pressure drilling into his gut. He wheezed out flying back dozens of meters into the wet sand with the surrounding water separated temporarily.

“Don’t let him get away!” Black Manta yelled to Silhouette who got up and marched closer to the water only to pause when a wave of water rose up stopping like it was frozen in time. 

Atop it was none other than Aquaman. “I didn’t think I would need to use this on you but you are far too unpredictable and dangerous to let you run wild Silhouette.” He gestured at the trident which had glowing markings along its length.

Everyone turned when a far louder crash came from the building that the gala was being held at. Glass shattered apart with Aquaman's wife Mera flying out with a badly injured arm with a particularly nasty burn in the shape of a fist on it.

“Mera!” Aquaman yelled out his heart clenching at the sight of his beloved wife injured. 

Before Aquaman could act Silhouette leaped into him knocking him off the wave and his control over it slipped. The wave slammed into the beach with the power of a minor tsunami.

Leaving Mera and the rest of the Atlanteans to Black Manta, Silhouette engaged Orin who was now like a raging bull rather than he was a calculated fighter a moment ago.

“What did you do to my wife!?” He snarled, trident almost piercing Silhouette who narrowly managed to lean out of the way. 

“It looks like my boys had to handle her. You really should keep her on a shorter leash-- whoa!”

They said only to further anger Orin. Few things could anger him to such a level but of those methods, the easiest and quickest was to harm his family and those he cared for deeply.

“How dare you!” He yelled, slamming a fist down where Silhouette was struggling to hold the tips of the trident from skewering. Letting go he slipped away avoiding a punch that sent water and waves rippling from the force.

Silhouette to Aquaman's astonishment instead of continuing to fight him near the shoreline ran further into the water staying atop it like it was solid land. Aquaman narrowed his eyes giving chase. 

The trident glowed and several tendrils of water like giant squid tentacles tried to grab him but he merely leapt through and around them like a man swinging through a forest. 

The water grew turbulent, waves easily reaching over several dozen feet in height churned around them trying to slow down Silhouette. Yet he was fine running up them or simply leaping over them. Aquaman, like a torpedo was in hot pursuit quickly gaining on him.

Cresting over the biggest wave by far with the sky darkening above them with thunder and lightning crackling in the distance from him using more of the trident's power Silhouette jumped from the top before it crashed down sending water and foam across the turbulent ocean.

Silhouette landed and instead of continuing to run he stayed put simply watching Orin who floated across from him.

“Done running?” Aquaman was ready to apprehend him. With them being further out in the water closer towards the ocean and the trident he wasn’t getting out of this.

“I was never running away. Simply making you follow me right where I want you.” He said with that modulated voice.

His lone eye stared at him emotionlessly. No anger or hate, not even resentment. He didn’t seem bothered by Aquaman fighting him.

“Beat me? You truly are from Gotham if you think you can defeat me in the heart of my power!” Aquaman said with a hearty laugh.

“I know I can. If it wasn’t for you taking the cheap easy way to power I could best you using your own element.” 

Aquaman's laugh died as he tensed up at the proclamation. He frowned looking at Silhouette who looked between him and his trident, the symbol of his right to rule the seas. 

“You actually believe you can beat me with water?”

He nodded. “Yes. Without the trident, you are not that powerful. If you are truly the king of the seas then you should have no issue proving me wrong. Don’t use the trident. If you do, it simply proves me right. You're weak.”

His grip over the trident grew stronger. Aquaman had never been slighted like this before. None ever questioned his power to be king. People had questioned how he was at politics but never his prowess in fighting or controlling water. That was something he always took great pride in. 

And to be even called weak…

The trident's glow dimmed before it looked normal beyond the regal design the weapon had. “You’ll eat those words Silhouette.” 

Then Silhouette quickly did a bunch of hand gestures that made no sense to Aquaman who with a mental flex water obeyed his command ready to submerge Silhouette in the depths until he passed out. 

Those thoughts and plans were quickly forgotten when Aquaman was baffled by what he witnessed. The hand signs came to an end with water on both sides of him with four shifting forms rising. Before Aquaman stood five Silhouettes each of whom was poised to strike at any moment.

Aquaman could only laugh as he felt the water that made up each of their bodies. “I don’t know whether I should respect your boldness to use water against me or think you a fool.”

With a gesture of his hand, he frowned, noticing the water making up the copies only budged in minor ways, nothing that could be noticed with the eyes with each clone simply watching him.

If it wasn’t for his ability to sense and feel water he wouldn’t have known which one was the real one. Besides of course never taking his eyes off the original.

“What’s the matter? Can’t control my clones? I hear men when they get older tend to have some… performance issues.” 

Aquaman had to do a double-take at that comment. “Are you insinuating I am old? Never mind that! I can assure you I have no performance issues!” He yelled pointing a finger towards Silhouette.

The villain and the clones went through a series of hand signs with Aquaman bringing his arms up the water shifting with tendrils shaped like fists.

He aimed for the original since some villains when knocked out had the effects of their powers go away. It wouldn’t hurt to try at least.

The clones and the original merely leaped over the attacks. Hands clenched at being made to look like a fool in the heart of his own domain Aquaman would not stand for such a slight. Drawing upon his power as an Atlantean he hunched over before raising both arms high into the air as if he was lifting some unimaginable weight.

The water stirred and heeded the call of its master. It bubbled and frothed, water rising higher and higher submerging everyone in its shadow with Silhouette's lone visible eye widening in shock.

Aquaman had a gleeful smile at seeing him realize his mistake. “So you see I do not have any issues. Now surrender. You cannot hope to defeat me.”

“Pffffft.” Aquaman's mercy it would seem had fallen on deaf ears. “Please, you're just compensating by this point.”

Aquaman's mouth clicked shut. With a monumental spiritual flex, he felt that metaphysical chord get plucked followed by the gargantuan tsunami rushing towards Silhouette and his clones. 

The various motions with their hands finally drew to an end. When they did it made Aquaman's eyes widened. Five serpent-like creatures formed near each of them made from the water surrounding them. Like with the clones, Aquaman attempted to wrestle control of them.

Yet like before he faced heavy resistance. It shifted in slight ways but it remained firmly in the shape and form Silhouette commanded it to. Just when Aquaman was about to redouble his efforts to put everything he had into subduing his creations he did something that further stupified and made Aquaman come up short on what he was up to.

With a wave of his hands, Silhouette forced two of the constructs to merge. Their forms became one with a glow surrounding them. The remaining construct was easily two times bigger than it was before now at least a few meters higher than his tsunami that was quickly approaching the man.

Soon the rest of the water serpents merged into it. Unlike the first time the serpent grew not nearly as much but it was still a significant difference. Where before the tsunami had them under its shadow now they were firmly under the darkness cast by this great beast he had conjured.

The water around it coiled and shifted power emanating from the rapid constant movement of the water that made up its very being. Aquaman held both hands out putting everything he had when he could feel the turbulent shift under the surface that made his blood run cold. 

“Mine's bigger!” Silhouette said finger pointed at him. His creation obeyed, rushing forward in a roar of rushing water and an old primal beast. A crack and a rush of air followed in the creature's wake mouth opening meeting his tsunami head on.

Aquaman held hope that his attack would cancel out with Silhouettes only in the next fraction of a second for that to be ground to dust. The tsunami did nothing with it breaking apart from the sheer force behind the construct rushing forward shattered the wave like a porcelain pot dashed against a wall.

The wave was broken and dispersed rushing past Silhouette and his clones standing mostly unscathed beyond the water spray dampening his suit. Gritting his teeth Aquaman put everything and then some into trying to take control or at least slow the thing down.

It didn’t work. For it was upon Aquaman that he realized far too late Silhouette had played on his pride and manipulated him into tying one arm behind his back. 

The trident heeding his call began to glow but before he could do anything further he felt a faint tug on it. Then the next thing he knew his entire body froze up muscles fighting him to move even an inch.

He growled in pain, eyes narrowing seeing the clones held their hands out sparks snapping out like angry snakes in the air leading up to him. Then his eyes widened when the gaping maw of the beast opened and slammed into him.

What happened next was a crack not unlike that of thunder before he was hit far harder than anything else he had ever been hit with. The thing was like a meteor when it impacted him. 

Its form held together despite dripping and deforming like melted ice cream, the water embracing and crushing him under the force despite the pressure and power of the water being mostly contained.

Aquaman's grip over his trident and symbol of his rule had slackened enough for it to be tugged away. The next thing Aquaman knew he could see the shoreline with Mera's horrified gaze flying past them with the serpent carrying him to the edge of the city before it detonated. Then he only knew pain.

…

I could feel the force of the water dragon going off even when I was several miles away from it. Glass across the city shattered with car alarms going off. My drones saw it all. 

My clones fell apart dropping back into the water that had begun to calm down while I marveled at the prize that had been gained. The trident was both beautiful and powerful. Even now I could feel the raw power that dwelled within the weapon. 

The engravings of waves and storms along its surface along with the gold-like metal it was made of lent it an aura of both power and danger. Yet it was elegant and tasteful in form and fashion. Whoever had this made definitely felt the need to make sure all who looked at it knew this was both a powerful weapon but also a symbol of one’s rule.

And now I had it all for myself to study and replicate its powers. It wouldn’t be easy nor fast. But it was necessary despite the risks that came with taking it.

Beyond using it as a deterrent against the Justice League to get them off my back for a time it was also the next step in the far grander plan.

Darkseid. 

Somewhere out in the universe he was plotting and waiting for his time to come to conquer the universe. I wasn’t going to let that happen. With a mental flex using some of my power in magic, the staff glowed faintly compared to the light show Aquaman could do with it.

I pointed it towards a part of the water around me with a mental image of what I wanted it to do. The trident acted upon my will but it was slow and tedious but it did as bid. A pillar of water rose with it quickly snapping about like a whip. 

Leaping up and landing on it I used it to get back to the shoreline with Black Manta and what’s left of his men still fighting a now losing group of Atlanteans.

Mera’s head snapped in my direction, eyes narrowing when she saw the trident. With a wave, the water along the shoreline did as commanded even if it was slow to obey. Mera and the others tried to wrestle me for control over the water but the trident more than made up for my shortcomings.

Any attempt to wrestle control from me failed with the water not budging an inch with the tendrils of magic they used simply washing off of it like water over a duck's back. The tendrils grabbed the various Atlanteans injured or not and with a great toss they were thrown far into the distance out into the water. 

“I see you were successful. Now for the next part we agreed upon.” He said holding his hand out for the trident. 

The part we had both agreed upon was for me to do my work on the trident at a designated neutral ground so that I couldn’t pull a fast one on Black Manta. It’s also to keep me from withholding any results I get from studying its enchantments.

To be fair I understand the reasoning and don’t hold it against him. It’s nothing serious since it’s not too far off the beaten path for me to get to the location and do my research. So the agreement was a reasonable one. Especially when he is dealing with an unknown like me.

If he ever tried to abuse the enchantment of the trident I would have a superior one waiting to stop whatever idiotic bullheaded plan if he decided to drop the idiot ball. He doesn’t seem stupid and reasonable but people can briefly put on an act. Another reason is that this trident won’t let anyone use it. You need to have the touch of magic.

I can feel it inside of it albeit different from Klarion's chaos or the calming effect in the monastery.

I will have to wait and see.

Just when I was about to hand him the trident and be on our way a shockwave made both of us look towards the outskirts of the city. The crackle of what sounded like lightning created brief flashes making the shadows grow longer with each strike.

It would seem Salza might be getting a touch overzealous. Wonder Woman’s screams had grown hoarse, her face scrunched up in agony. 

“Let Olympus itself tremble!” Salsa roared, his voice filled with static. “Behold! Salza’s Thunder Vengeance!”

“Salza stop! You're going too far mate!” Jeice yelled out but he may as well have not said anything at all with how loud the crackle of electricity had become. 

Electricity exploded from his body in a storm of white and blue fury. Ozone stung the air. What little trees that remained standing were set ablaze when tongues of electricity arced out destroying anything nearby blowing off branches and carving trenches into the ground.

A column of blue lighting was ascending into the sky from Salza while Jeice and Dore looked on in both awe and fear. 

Just as I was about to order Salza to cease it was too late. My eyes widened in horror watching the pillar of light descend like a waterfall. Wonder Woman who had been struggling to pull herself out of the hole in the ground looked up in horror.

“Shit!” I cursed making Manta pause.

“What happened?” 

“We need to leave… now,” I ordered, already turning away.

Wonder Woman’s screams were drowned out by the light show sending a crackling boom across the entirety of the capital with fighter jets mobilizing in the distance. The shadows grew longer alongside the blue light that washed over everything. 

Despite the military being mobilized my suit combined with my own efforts helped stall and make things difficult for them. Like their various gauges and sensors not working properly forcing them to rely on their eyes and ears.

But my attention was solely focused on the fallout that will come from this. Salza while an effective unit will be scrapped. Dore and Jeice were worthwhile investments but Salza's pride was too much. I don’t need people who let their pride override their orders. 

Wonder Woman might survive this. I didn’t doubt the possibility. The issue is retaliation for what Salza has done. Golden rule and all that. Treat those how you want to be treated in turn. 

The crater Wonder Woman was in grew to a half mile in diameter. The trees were blown away and scorched by stray bolts as if struck by Salza’s vengeance personified. 

Black Manta and his men who were helping the injured amongst their ranks looked over to the pillar of lightning before looking at me. I looked back at each of them before my gaze landed on Black Manta. “We need to leave.”

Before he could answer my surprise grew even more when something happened I don’t think anyone could have anticipated. Something changed within the torrent of Salza’s electric fury. The blue white glow began to shift. A golden hue bled through the storm. Wonder Woman’s scream finally broke through the noise drowning her.

Not from weakness but from power surging upward. Her scream deepened, turning from agony into something raw, primal, dare I say divine. 

The thunder stopped. The energy column was pushed back by a golden wave of electric energy matching it before it exploded outward, throwing all three androids back several miles. Salza skidded across the ground, staring in disbelief that his attack was consumed by something far greater.

Wonder Woman rose out of the crater. Her dress was gone and in its place was a simple armor. It was nothing compared to her normal attire but it didn’t matter since it glowed with golden tissues of light along the minor cracks it had suffered from the clash. 

But that wasn’t what made me freeze and hold my breath. What was the change she had undergone? 

Her blue eyes looked like a hurricane with power radiating out of them like forked tongues of lightning. A subtle almost imperceptible glow surrounded her. A white line of hair ran along her once obsidian black hair. Winds blew past her making the distant trees groan and sway unsteadily with the clouds growing thicker with golden lances striking around the area.

I could feel something stir within the trident. The growing storm roared in resonance. Clouds tore themselves apart when a bolt of golden lightning descended from the heavens and wrapped around her form like living silk.

“Now you can tremble before the king of Olympus’s daughter.” 

Jeice’s mouth fell open, his white flaming hair dimming for a moment. “Oh… mate that’s-- uh… new.”

Dore clenched his fists, trying to steady himself with the wind tearing out trees in the distance further away from the city and its people. “What happened?!”

Salza’s lips trembled. His mind raced to comprehend the surge. “This… this isn’t in the simulations.” His voice cracked with disbelief. “That lightning isn’t normal. It’s not getting picked up on my sensors. I can’t even feel it let alone control it. It’s… like a ghost that can be seen but everything else says it’s not real.”

Wonder Woman not giving them a chance to even comprehend what was happening vanished from sight. A sonic boom cracked through the air. In the blink of an eye, she appeared behind Dore and struck his back with her elbow. The blow was so powerful it made whatever he was about to say die in his throat and he was launched into the ground three miles away sending trees toppling from the impact.

“Dore!” Jeice cried out in concern, but it was quickly replaced with fear and confusion when she turned on him. Igniting himself in panic, summoning twin fireballs. “Inferno storm!” He shouted, spinning and launching them like twin suns. 

Wonder Woman met them head-on, her hands wreathed in a golden glow similar to what Salza had done. The difference was that hers had rounded off edges looking more like a knife's edge whereas Salza’s looked like a serrated edge that had gone wrong.

Both hands slashed forward cutting both balls in half flying past her impacting the surroundings incinerating everything around them. The blazing heat dissipated harmlessly around her.

She vanished yet again and Jeice couldn’t keep up with her speed. He barely even saw her move and cut his attack in half. He folded like a lawn chair when a kick impacted his gut making his face scrunch up in pain spit flying out of his mouth. 

The shockwave from the single attack sent him flying over the horizon crashing not far off where Dore had crashed. Salza after witnessing his brothers get handled so easily leapt back, lightning sparking wildly around his arms.

His mind raced, trying to adapt, calculating what exactly their odds now were with this complete anomaly happening. The simulation showed nothing like this ever happening. Desperate, Salza pulled upon his bioelectric field to act as a barrier with sparks wrapping around him like angry snakes. At least he tried to when it began to falter.

It was being interfered with by the overwhelming energy saturating the air. Dark clouds hovered above, golden bolts slamming into the ground around them. 

Salza barely raised his guard before she appeared before him. Her gaze was unflinching, her aura radiant and terrible. A complete contrast to the woman they had so thoroughly beaten before. Were it not being there to witness both things Salza couldn’t believe they were the same person.

“You believed Olympus would tremble to you? Did you believe that you had for even a second a chance of challenging the gods?” She asked him, making Salza grit his teeth, grinding them against one another. He couldn’t for the life of him understand what the hell was even happening.

She was quiet but firm. The coiling clouds and hurricane-force winds above showed she was anything but calm. “You never even understood what that means.” 

Before Salza could say a word she became a blur even with his circuits and synapses boosted to levels far beyond most living creatures she appeared to his side. His head snapped back from the punch before he retaliated, hand lashing out only to hit nothing. 

His calculated look was wiped off when the heel of her foot impacted the back of his neck sending him flying into the dirt upper body buried with his legs kicking around.

Humiliated and embarrassed beyond anything he could imagine someone doing to him, Salza had had enough. The area around him exploded with blue lightning that dimmed when the atmosphere itself seemed keen on suppressing it and by extension him.

Two figures landed nearby. Dore’s armor was dented and cracked in places, parts of it looking charred. He himself looked fine despite the damage she had done to him.

Jeice in comparison looked disheveled. Once pristine bushy hair was now looking like a bird's nest with twigs and clumps of dirt embedded and staining it. His armor wasn’t much better compared to Dore’s.

“Let’s do this boys!” Jeice yelled out the three posing yet again only for them to be knocked aside like bowling pins when Wonder Woman wrapped in golden lightning struck. Each blow was powerful, ruthless, and ferocious.

Dore punched her only to have his blow stopped with ease, his smile turned into a frown. Jeice flipped overhead hands clasped together, “Blazing Tornado!”

A wave of flame spun down towards her. Dore was unconcerned since his body would shrug it off courtesy of their creator's enchantment. But instead of the attack incinerating her, the wind picked up, her hair flowing with the sudden increase. The wind coalesced above her pushing back against the fire.

“What?!” Jeice exclaimed, his shout of surprise just loud enough to be heard over the roar of the wind.

His flames were extinguished and dismantled with the wind slamming into him as he screamed in shock flying high into the sky. Salza rushed forward pushing himself to his limits throwing a series of fast punches and kicks. Dore not wanting to be left out brought his leg up ready to kick her side.

With one hand she blocked each strike, his electricity losing its intensity as she casually handled him. A leg raised blocked Dore’s kick with his massive leg knocking back before her other hand slammed into his face sending him stumbling back cradling his face. 

Salza was wide-eyed, no longer having a clue what to do. That was until their creator's voice crackled to life in their ears.

“Activating Overdrive mode. You have no chance otherwise. I’m sorry I wished you three could have stuck around a little longer.”

Dore and Salza both straightened up knowing what that meant. Jeice slammed down in a kneeling position with a grimace. “No need to apologize, sir,” He looked at Wonder Woman with a look that showed he was done playing. “It was what we were made for!”

All three began to glow. Growls turned into screams for the three. Their bodies began to glow, and the artificial blood and veins under their skin grew brighter like magma was flowing under it. Muscles bulged, the temperature skyrocketed even more, and white and blue blasts of electricity that were not as suppressed as they were a moment ago filled the devastated area. 

“Yeeeeaaah! This is more like it! The big finale!” Dore exclaimed in glee, striking a pose flexing his even bigger muscles that strained to contain the raw power. His armor had cracked and broken apart against his body growing far bigger. He was at least three feet taller and his muscles had all but quadrupled in size.

“Alright! The stronger the flame the greater the burnout! But it doesn't matter, for it will be immortalized for all time!” Jeice threw his head back, hair set ablaze with a stream of fire escaping his mouth that felt like it was scarring the air itself.

“Indeed! This moment will echo out for eternity from this final clash where we show you what we can do!” Salza said as his body vibrated from the absurd amounts of bioelectricity he was generating. 

Wonder Woman simply watched them eyes moving over the three with the wind howling past them. She smirked, stepping forward and falling into a stance. “Then show me!”

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