"Why Alexander?"  Sinestro asked, running swifly down the hall even as his sides ached and his body sweated buckets.  He'd experienced a lot of strange things, but being chased by an obscure Macedonian king was among the strangest.  Napoleon being there made sense.  He conquered the new world, after all.  Robert E. Lee was a reasonable inclusion as well, he'd conquered the old world, after an embarrasing defeat against Mexico.   But Rommel?  Patton?  Some of the older dressed statues the Prince couldn't even identify with his prodigous historical training.  He could just barely identify the deposed King William, and briefly wondered while dodging Robert E. Lee's saber why it couldn't have been Queen Joan I.<br/><br/>"This world's history makes no sense!"  Sinestro shouted to nobody in particular, running like a particularly terrified chicken with its head cut off to escape the hall of deadly deadly losers from across history.  It was almost too easy.  He was with a<em>real</em>superhero.  Doubtless, Wonder Woman would crush the statues into powder, and have both of them home in time for tea and crumpets, and maybe whatever frumpy british people call anal sex.  "You're not going to stop me from getting that PONY!!"  Sinestro screamed, dashing across the hall with his arms in a high guard.