After a scientist recklessly tore open a rift between worlds, semi-humanoid alien creatures poured through, bringing chaos and destruction. The invasion devastated cities, and the world was left in ruins. It took time, but humanity managed to rebuild, though the scars of the past remained.

The creatures were called "angels," an ironic name given their unsettling appearance. With pale, almost translucent skin, sickly blonde hair, and large wings, they could almost pass as divine beings—until one saw their pitch-black eyes and predatory nature. Drawn to the scent of blood, they were ruthless carnivores, their presence once a death sentence for those unlucky enough to cross their path.

Even after the war, Ba-tman and the other heroes continued their work, each protecting their own city. But when the League called an emergency meeting, it was clear something had changed.

Gathered around the round table, the heroes waited for answers.

"What's the urgent call?" Fl-ash asked, his usual humor slightly forced in the tense atmosphere.

Wo-nder Wo-man stepped forward, her expression serious. "We found an angel’s egg in the Amazon rainforest."

Two attendants wheeled in a cryo tube filled with blue liquid. Suspended inside was a large, unnervingly still egg.

"We contained it before it could hatch," she continued. "But we don’t know what’s inside or if it’s dangerous. The question is—do we destroy it now, or take the risk and study it?"

A heavy silence followed as the heroes considered their next move.