Bruce lifted his gaze slightly.
"Axiom," he said calmly. "Teleport me out."
There was no delay, no flourish, no dramatic buildup. The world simply obeyed. Space folded around him as if it had always been waiting for the command, invisible layers peeling away while the Axiom's Labyrinth receded without resistance or protest.
Reality twisted once more, not violently, but with a quiet inevitability, and in the very next heartbeat the pressure vanished and the open world took its place.
Bruce moved.
The instant his feet touched solid ground beyond the Labyrinth's bounds, his body leaned forward and ran, the earth detonating beneath his step as he moved at top speed erupted without restraint.
The air screamed as he tore through it, the sound barrier shattering behind him in a violent crack that rippled outward in expanding shockwaves.
