Batman had already pulled a half-dozen Batarangs from his belt. He sent the lightweight plastic disks
whirling at his foe, faster than the eye could follow. Each Batarang had a solid lead core, and landed
with enough force to knock out a champion boxer.
The Stone King ignored them as they thudded into him, ricocheting off with next to no effect, liny
streaks of lightning sizzled around his fingertips before uniting into one massive bolt that split the air
with a shriek as it hurtled at Batman.
The Dark Knight dived full-length to one side, feeling the heat of the lightning as it passed a foot
above his head. There was a bright flash as it destroyed a display case full of silver and turquoise
jewelry from the Peruvian tombs at Sipan, and Batman used the extra light to get his bearings in the
unfamiliar room