With the threat on Earth prioritized, it doesn't take a genius to know that the alien's underlings aren't gonna mean a damn thing in the long run. So even though I see the shot from miles above the ground that I could take on our Admiral's fleeing forces, dismantling part of an infantry that could do us some real damage in the long run, I hesitate whenever Clark's command comes through over the comm. Three things about being on the League that you always abide by: 1) you never hit on Wonder Woman without a proper medical insurance, 2) Batman doesn't like handshakes, and 3) You don't argue with Superman. So I let the alien bastards go running with their tails between their legs. It's the only honorable thing to do, given the circumstances. Besides, if we - no, when we manage to take out their leader, they're not bound to get brave and think they can still take us on. That's how this usually works. Just ask Darkseid's forces. I turn in place and launch back into the air, knowing the fight's over before it even began. I'm sure that Barry's gonna be able to charter his own way up to the satellite. Otherwise, I'd fly down and give him a lift with me. "Ring, channel a new course. Watchtower, flight bay." Proximity Set. Chartering Flight Course. Sometimes, I forget why I love this thing. This is one of those times that I start to remember. Minutes later and the hatch bay of the Watchtower opens, allowing me to fly in after the flightspeed gradually decreases from a measily supersonic. A couple of Javelins and Wayne Enterprises shuttlecrafts lie beneath me as I float into the main hall, landing on the ground and entering the private chambers for the founding team. It's a place that's brought great and terrible things with it. Decisions that have affected lives have come out of this room. Yet at the end of the day, it all still feels like a fancy clubhouse for a few colorfully clad friends. Entering the room, I flash a smirk, expecting to see Batman's scowling expression at the very least. I always was the fashionably early type. "Don't tell me I'm the only one here again, guys."