However, Donna's serious demeanor didn't last long. She quickly broke character. If she wanted to imitate her sister deliberately, she could, but it's not necessary in private.
"Hi, everyone." She strutted in from the entrance like a cat, generously hugged Circe, and kissed both of her cheeks: "Hello, my other sister."
Circe, looking especially melancholic, pressed her face against Donna's: "If Chronos finds out you came to my place all openly and I'm entertaining you without protest, he would definitely lose it."
"It's been thousands of years; the era of gods is outdated, and the Titans are still clinging to past grudges. How boring." Donna rolled her eyes as if to say 'Here we go again': "Besides, I'm an Amazon princess, not some tool of the Titan gods."
"So you've defected."
"I don't want to get involved in any disputes between gods. Flying around the city daily and kicking villains' butts is good enough for me. But if Olympus wasn't backing me, the Titans wouldn't let me off." Donna turned and walked towards the others, reaching out her hand.
"So are you now the Goddess of Destiny? The Titans targeting you is like declaring war on Olympus." Circe rested her hands on her hips, helplessly looking at the sky outside the cavern.
"Though the Goddess of Destiny is still those three old women, I'm just a figurehead, but you're right." Donna gave Circe a sly smile, then turned to shake hands with Detective Gorilla.
The two of them were acquainted; sometimes they would meet in the Hall of Justice restaurant. However, given Bo Bo's height of 1.3 meters, his view was usually upward, often mistaking her for Diana.
The Forgotten Bar doesn't serve food, and since they established a teleportation gate directly connecting the bar to the Hall of Justice, Bo Bo resolved all his meals at the Hall of Justice.
Batman provided food subsidies to the heroes, and eating in the restaurant was evidently cheaper than similar establishments outside.
When encountering Bo Bo in the restaurant mistaking her, Donna didn't bother to correct him.
She just needed to say after eating, 'Put it on my account,' and the meal would be billed to Diana. Why should she bother correcting him?
College life is expensive, and she still has to be a superhero, with no time for a job. She's really strapped for cash.
Donna's surface identity is currently a female college student at New York University, majoring in photography technology. This major allows for freedom, so when a mission arises, she explains to her classmates that she's going out for shoots and disappears for days without anyone looking for her.
She's smarter than Diana, at least knowing how to blend into society from youth, and hasn't caused any Amazon-style jokes, even if she is an Amazon at heart.
As for Diana, she seems a bit disconnected from society. Her current false identity studies classical art and sculpture at the University of London, and she hardly has any ordinary friends.
"Hello, sister." Donna embraced Albella, treating her with Amazonian etiquette: "I've always heard about a female Hell Detective, that's nice."
Albella looked at Su Ming helplessly; the young girl seemed a bit too excited, knowing she's here impersonating her sister as a tactical decoy, and it's equally dangerous.
But Su Ming found it normal; Amazonians are always like this, excited when facing battle, feeling more glory the more danger there is.
Especially since Deathstroke 'persuaded' Diana to step down, specifically naming her to take the position.
Donna released Albella and turned her gaze to Su Ming, observing him curiously, scrutinizing the person rumored highly.
During the Metal event, she took a backseat early on, and during Omega Four Gods' invasion, she was responsible for monitoring Earth in the Watchtower, basically did nothing.
She had heard Diana mentioned that facing seven Madman Batmans, it was mostly resolved through Otherworldly Deathstroke's strategies and combat.
One Batman is enough, let alone seven Dark Bats without limits. This Deathstroke's strength was simply unexpected.
Lately, she also heard some gossip in Olympus, rumors that Otherworldly Deathstroke was a man with ambitions like Zeus' harem...
So now she was very curious, shaking hands with Su Ming while scrutinizing his appearance.
From a normal person's perspective, he's indeed considered handsome, only surrounded by a rugged and dark aura, with the black leather eye patch making him appear cool.
But for Amazonians, this isn't an issue—the more fierce and ruthless the warrior, the more attractive he is to them, appearance being secondary.
"Hello, Deathstroke."
"Pleased to meet you, but I'm afraid we don't have time for small talk. Now that you're here, we'll head straight to Shangri-La."
Su Ming nodded towards Donna with a smile, inspecting her equipment. Anyway, whatever Diana had, she had the same. However, her equipment was crafted by the Titan gods, making the details different.
But as long as one didn't study closely, it was enough to deceive people.
"Of course, let's depart now; Batman gave me a brief on the situation, telling me to follow your command." Donna picked up her shield and treasure sword, flexing her wrist.
Su Ming squinted as he put on his helmet—Batman saying that would be odd indeed.
He must have tasked Donna with monitoring him, ready to intervene if he intended to create major issues.
He had nothing to say about Diana stepping down, for Deathstroke indeed was protecting her life, but with that move, there wasn't anyone from the Justice League in the team.
Regarding the magical world safety issue, he couldn't let a team without a Justice League background handle it.
He wouldn't leave hope of preventing Deathstroke's dark turn to Bo Bo, who would be insufficient against the world's top mercenary.
So he would inevitably send someone into the team as backup, even if Deathstroke hadn't communicated with him, he would still send someone.
Possibly he intended to recruit Green Arrow or Green Lantern, but Su Ming directly requested Donna to join.
As the leader of Teen Titans, Donna could seamlessly play the role of fish eyes deceiving others, and was someone Batman could control more reliably, so he briefly thought and agreed to Su Ming's request.
No matter how Batman thought and acted, it was to safely resolve the magic concerns, and Su Ming had no plans to betray and side with the Inverted Man.
So Batman could think as he pleases; he carries out his justice while Su Ming reaps his benefits, without conflicts.
"Goodbye, Circe. You should also find somewhere to hide for a few days."
Albella had already opened the teleportation gate, and everyone was headed directly to Hell en route to Shangri-La. Before entering, Su Ming reminded the witch, who seemed lost in thought staring at the dining table.
"I will, perhaps heading to Spirit Thin Prison." Circe nodded slightly, gesturing towards the teleportation gate for them to hurry, indicating that demons were coming.