"That doesn't matter. You can call me by my name, or call me Instructor like everyone else."
Starfire finally reached out, still a little awkward, and shook Shane's hand.
Then Shane stepped back a couple of paces and gestured to Tim, who stood to one side with his hands on his hips, enjoying the show.
The Teen Titans were taking in a new member, an alien with no legal identity on Earth at that. They would certainly need to get in touch with the Justice League.
That was something he could leave entirely to Tim. After all, Tim's relationship with Batman had recently improved again.
Shane, meanwhile, used his mental power to lift the cage holding Tula and Donna and headed straight to Witch Circe's temporary holding cell.
Through the glass, Shane saw a bewitching woman with wine-red hair.
The Justice League had records on Witch Circe, and Shane's clearance happened to be high enough to access them.
The woman had obtained spells granting immortality and eternal youth from the Underworld, so she looked very young. In reality, though, Witch Circe might have been even older than Wonder Woman.
"Another troublesome one."
Anyone with some form of immortality was troublesome enough as far as Shane was concerned.
Even if they weren't particularly powerful in other respects. Death was the threat Viltrumites were best at making, yet beings capable of evading it to some extent were everywhere in this universe.
The same held true for Shane after his repeated enhancements. Apart from supreme beings like Lucifer, even ordinary gods or other beings capable of defeating him would find it difficult to kill him.
Shane soon noticed that Witch Circe had not completely lost her powers.
The glass was clearly one-way, and magic-suppressing cuffs bound the witch's wrists. Yet the moment Shane