Batman flicked on his cowl's digital display. But we need to be quick. It's thirteen minutes to
midnight.
The Stone King reacted as if he'd understood every word. He whirled suddenly, emitting a roar that
reverberated through the pyramid. Bolts of cobalt fire shot out from his extended fingers, aimed at the
heroes. Batman ducked under a bolt and saw several others ricochet off the bodies of his two
invulnerable teammates, while yet more beams were deflected by Wonder Woman's silver bracelets.
Where the bolts hit the walls and ceiling, they rebounded at a tangent, crisscrossing the chamber in a
mesh of crackling energy.
Seeing the danger, Batman dived full-length, wedging himself in the cramped space between the altar
stone and the wall behind it. The Flash wasn't so fortunate.
Even moving at superspeed, the Fastest Man Alive was unable to avoid all of the streaking bolts that
came at him from every angle. One caught him in the small of the back, knocking him off balance. As
he staggered, a tracery of other beams struck his legs and sent him tumbling to the floor. His head
caught on the front of the altar, and he slumped unconscious.