"Little boy made a little mistake ay?" he continued to taunt. The clones began to hold me back, my whole body exposed while they contained my arms and pressed their knees against my legs.
"Too bad," he said, to which he faced the wand at me, and got ready to shoot.
But then, out of nowhere, their chaining hands began to unlatch one by one, as if they were disappearing into the air in a puff of smoke. But as I turned around, I saw the savior that I needed fight through the barrage of clones imprisoning me.
Hans.
"Hey, where were you at?" he asked. "I was looking for you."
"Well, now you know," I said, as Hans helped me up. Luthor Bane sighed. "Isn't this cute," he said sarcastically. "It's two against five, what y'all gonna do?"
"I don't know, we'll see I guess," Hans stated. Soon enough, the clones began to rise up to their feet, ready to battle us.
