Zatanna's walk-in closet.
The clothes hanging in the wardrobe were neatly arranged.
As a magician, the girl owned countless outfits.
Crowded around a small table, Jino watched Zatanna.
Their eyes met.
"So."
Zatanna stared at Jino. "What did you come to me for?"
"A crisis affecting humanity, one that most likely came from the Wizarding World."
Jino stared at Zatanna. This scumbag sweet-talked her, saying, "Sorry. I didn't care enough about you before. Mainly because I was too busy."
With a sigh, Jino reached out and took the girl's small hand, painting Zatanna's pretty face with a flush of red.
"Can you forgive me?" Jino asked with an earnest expression.
"Y-you, just get to the point!" Zatanna shyly pushed Jino away, smoothing her long hair before turning her head aside. "What do you want me to do?"
"Come with me."
Jino grabbed Zatanna. "We're going to the Justice League."
Before Zatanna could react, the boy wrapped an arm around her slender waist. A Bio-field enveloped them both, and like a streak of light, they smashed through the ceiling overhead and flew toward Justice League Hall.
Justice League.
Entrance.
Bart stood at the entrance, his expression grave.
Inside the conference room.
Quite a few people now stood in the formerly empty circular hall.
Batman still stood there, giving off an ominous air.
There was also Wonder Woman, her expression grim.
Clark slumped in a chair, looking dejected and guilt-ridden.
Wisps of smoke drifted through the air.
Breathing in secondhand smoke.
"If you smoke in the conference room again, believe me, I'll cut off your third leg with my sword!"
Already in a bad mood, Diana frowned slightly and looked toward Zha Kang—Constantine—who was curled up in a corner.
Constantine raised both hands and pinched out the cigarette butt with two