Constantine lay sprawled on the cliffside, frozen in place. At that moment, Zatanna rushed forward.
When Batman had tried to jump down earlier, she had wanted to stop him, but she had been a step too slow.
Zatanna ran to the edge of the cliff and dragged the stunned Constantine back. As she pulled him away, she suddenly noticed a faint glow rising from his body.
Zatanna said in surprise, "What's happening? Why are you glowing? Oh, God! Your wounds are healing!"
As that faint light spread across Constantine's body, the scars that had sunk into his soul and covered his flesh began to fade away bit by bit.
Even the scars that looked like cuts, burns, or places where a piece of him had been torn away and stitched back on were steadily healing.
But Constantine seemed to have gone mad. His whole body trembled as he roared, "No! No! You can't leave me! You can't go... you can't go... You're part of my soul!!"
"Lobo... Tansen... Astra! Astra!" Constantine clutched his arm, shaking as if in the throes of a seizure and screaming in agony. Zatanna had no idea what was wrong with him. She could only try to hold him down and ask, "Who is Astra? What are you shouting about?"
"A little girl... I got her killed. She was dragged down into Hell... just like today, I didn't... I didn't catch her..." Constantine's thoughts had become jumbled. He said, "And Lobo... the Walker, a demon tore out his heart because of me. This is the mark he left behind..."
Constantine clutched his chest again, but when he pulled his hand away, he found that there was nothing there anymore. He let out another scream.
Zatanna could not understand why Constantine had suddenly gone insane. She could