[ The golden glow of the lasso at her hip offers a little more warmth to the green light which surrounds them and leads them through these unfamiliar tunnels. Even in her own New York, she had rarely used the subway; why would she, when it was always faster to fly?

Now, surrounded by these shadows, she can't help but think of Bruce and Jason, and of her own journey down into the dark, a long time ago. ]

The shards are of godly origin, but beyond that, I know only what you do.

[ Divine pieces of something or other; which is why, along with her lasso, Diana carries the golden bow of Eros and a quiver of shining arrows. ]

Fighting will be difficult in such close quarters, if it comes to that.