You don't have a lot of high ground in that argument, Bruce.

I had another one of those moments there, where I wasn't sure I had even read any comics last week. Um, no, read a ton, but they were all new ones; not the stuff we usually blog about here. Still, since we mentioned Warlord last week, why not check out a guest-spot from him? From 2018, Trinity #18, "No Home for You Here, part 2" Written by James Robinson, art by Patrick Zircher. I have the Guillem March cover, and I don't love it: it looks like Batman is trying to fit into the tyrannosaurus's mouth, and Travis completely overshot it and has leapt out at the reader. There is a Bill Sienkiewicz cover, though, that looks great!

This was a Superman/Wonder Woman/Batman team-up book, and, um, that's about all I know about it. It opens with the heroes being interviewed separately post-mission, setting the stage for an adventure in Skartaris! Just to make it interesting, Diana was currently blind, Superman's powers were out due to the magic of Skartaris (Power Girl's still did, for whatever that's worth!) and Batman is being Batman, as in stubborn, sullen, and charging ahead like he was the one with all the powers. Using Jennifer Morgan's magic, Travis is able to contact the trio; then shortly afterwards Jennifer herself contacts them, saying her father was dead: time worked differently there, as evidenced when they find a mysterious pile of dead soldiers from the surface world that seemingly aged to death.

Even a bit out of sorts, the heroes are still able to fight their way across the land and through Deimos's monsters, finally reaching Shamballah, under serious siege. Jennifer is glad to see them, but dismayed to realize they've all aged horribly! Even Diana, which doesn't happen very often. I think Deimos, and to a lesser extent Skartaris and Travis, would play into the rest of the series, but #20 started "The Search for Steve Trevor," and I think my eyes glazed over again just typing that. Well, maybe I'll find the last three issues cheap later. Wouldn't mind those Sienkiewicz covers, though...