March Madness: Bronze Division: Round Two

The cosmic buttinsky known as The Interferer has broken out of the back issue of The Omega Men that he had been trapped in for decades, thanks to the Flash's mommy issues or something. Shortly before the Post-Crisis DC Universe collapsed into Flashpoint, the Interferer read the Salvation Run trade paperback, and thought it was too cool. The Interferer tried to find Salvation, but failing that, landed in a back issue of Showcase with a joint similar enough to have some fun. Figuring nobody would miss them, the Interferer took all of the Martian Manhunter's rogues gallery to a battle planet inspired by Manhunter 2070. It would have been rad to kill J'Onn J'Onzz again, but he ended up in The Outsider, so we'll have to make do...

Commander Blanx was amused by the sight of a Martian Criminal frantically trying to deactivate his Guard Belt as he floated skyward. Blanx recognized the handiwork of a seductress already gazing at his stars from the gutter...

As his luck would demand, Triumph met resistance in his bid to tap this battle world's electromagnetic spectrum, and Doctor Light hit him square between the eyes with a laser beam. Emboldened by his easy win, Arthur looked to the green pastures of Bel Juz...

Doctor Samedi leapt from the shadows of the cave at The Devil Men of Pluto. Landing on the back of Nar, Samedi took control of the Plutonian scientist's body. L'lex Xanadar gunned Nar/Samedi down without hesitation, and his remorseless comrades nodded their approval. However, the gunfire had brought the attention of the Martian Mandrills, still in an aggressive posture over the recently discontinued presence of the Renegades of Mars...

For all his armaments, Tybalt Bak'sar was merely a sentient. His aerial evasion could not continue forever, and he was bound to be struck by an energy blast eventually. The Prophet was a tireless, relentless vessel of some divine power, and his hammer dropped swiftly upon this terrorist. He did not gloat, for there were more unholy deviants to smite. Although that pathetic slave of Darkseid called Libra had already fallen to some abomination released from a craven idol-head, its black magic master Diabolu was begging to feel his righteous fury...

The Mercurian was swiftly buried under the copper sand, and not wishing to share his fate, the Invaders from the Space Warp sought sanctuary in the caves. There was no safety to be found there. Strega left nothing of value for Malador following her defeat. Now the wizard wondered if these otherdimensional creatures might have more to offer...

The Human Flame could handle his own fires, and his suit braced him against the twins suns above, but the combination was overwhelming. He was nearly blind from the sting of his own sweat dripping in his goggles, and woozy from the firestorm surrounding him. Mike just could not draw a solid bead on the wily Human Squirrel, who brushed past him. As the varmint scampered back up the rocky ridge, the Flame considered blowing the whole thing up to end the matter. The Squirrel had the same thought, as Mike realized when he smelled his own fuel leaking. The Squirrel went down the other side of the ridge, offering cover from the explosion, but right into a whole new mess of trouble. N’orr Cott was bludgeoning his former co-conspirator Re's Eda with his sword hilt, and did not appreciate the interruption...

Bronze Desert: Round Two
Bel Juz vs. Doctor Light
The Martian Mandrills vs. The Devil Men of Pluto
The Prophet vs. Diabolu
Malador vs. The Invaders From the Space Warp
N’orr Cott vs. The Human Squirrel