Yellow force field up, Telekinetic redirection, and Deathstroke's tactical analysis work together with Black Adam's invulnerability. When the shockwave passes and the smoke clears, Tyler is still standing, unmoved, hovering a few inches off the ground, ringed with magic. His right hand glows yellow, his left hand glows violet.
But his hands are trembling... not from Mongul's attack, but trying to concentrate, trying to get the word off he knows will slow this guy down before he manifests, trying to keep focus. He's close, so close...
"Sha..."
"Sha..."
A green bowler at a rakish angle appears on his head. The yellow glow is suddenly ringing a question-mark topped cane. In a slightly higher than normal voice, and with a creepily large grin, the next words from Ty...
"How is my plan like a rock band drummer?"
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