“You are the correction.”

“Functional? You’re a glorified paperweight. Get up. We’re leaving before Circe sends more of those winged things.”

We see a quick montage of the team retreating into a sewer tunnel beneath the city. is carrying Dr. Phosphorus (who is flickering weakly, his glow reduced to a sickly green). Nina Mazursky swims ahead through waist-deep water, her gills flaring. Weasel is dragging a dead Para-Demon by the ankle, clearly intending to eat it later. Rick Flag Sr. limps at the rear, radioing Waller.

“Get in the van, Chris.”

“Flag. Circe is gathering an army of Para-Demons. But she’s not the real threat. The princess is being groomed to summon something called the Sovereign Serpent —an old god that eats magic. If Circe controls it, she controls every supernatural being on Earth.”

“Where is the other one? The one you made before me?”