An Undisclosed Location, 1943

[doctorfatejsa]

Their power levels sorely reduced, a plan is quickly hatched. The dungeon halls are built in a circular pattern, with several of the passageways leading to Wotan's throne room. There are possibly as many as fifty of Wotan's priests along the way, and if they're armed, not one of the Injustice Society has seen. But then, they're not the most

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[_black_canary_]

The Black Canary nods, smacking her right fist into the palm of her left hand. "Let me at 'em."

[jla_goldenage]

"So sayeth all of us," says Shining Knight, his fist balled into his palm. "But fear my blade when you approacheth Wotan, for it is a deadly instrument in the wrong hands."

[jla_goldenage]

"Yeah," says Robotman. "And lezzzZZZZZZZzzzzave Nazi for me. I've been wanting a ZZZzzzzZZZZzzzz rematch anyway."

He hopes the exposed wiring doesn't undercut his show of confidence.

[doctorfatejsa]

"Good," says Fate, and really, he doesn't look inmuch better shape than Robotman. "Two groups -- one goes left, another right, and we meet in the central chamber."

[midnite_md]

Dr. Mid-Nite studies Robotman carefully, to discern if he has the ability to patch the poor man up before they go into this fight. He will gladly join whichever group the leaders see fit to organize him with, but as always, his first instincts are to tend to the wounds of his allies - even mechanical ones.

[jla_goldenage]

The often rough-talking man whose brain resides inside the robotic body must be a genius. The body is a mechanical marvel, even if wide chunks of its wiring is exposed.

"Don't worry, Doc. I'll manage to hold it BZZZZZgether."

[midnite_md]

He nods to this. "Please don't hesitate to ask for help if you need it, though, my friend."