Diana touched his shoulder. “Men are still good,” she said.
“This is my world.”
Superman looked at Lois. Then at Bruce.
And to Bruce: “If you don’t kill him, I will.”
Superman landed like a meteor, eyes glowing red. “Stay down,” he warned. “If I wanted it, you’d be dead already.”
Bruce Wayne stood in the ruins of his manor, staring at a hologram of Wonder Woman—Diana Prince, who’d joined the fight at the end. “The others,” he said. “Luthor’s files mentioned metahumans. A fast one. A deep-sea dweller. An android.”