Lynn vanished in an instant. Constantine and Superman tried to stop it, but they had obviously both failed.
"Where did Lynn go? Was he..."
"Uh, you don't need to worry yet, Mr. Superman."
Superman's understanding of magic was limited to knowing that it did not follow the laws of physics. Besides, he was a rookie superhero—more accurately, a superhero on his first mission. It was only natural for him to panic when faced with something like this.
Fortunately, there was still someone here who understood magic.
Constantine immediately explained, "The one who opposed us just now was a demon from another dimension. It didn't appear here in its true body, so Lynn was taken away by it, but not to another dimension.
"I guess he was brought into some kind of pocket space connected to our reality."
Superman listened for a while and only understood the part about a pocket space. Still worried, he asked, "So Lynn can come back? Is he still on Earth?"
Constantine thought for a moment, then shook his head. "I can't guarantee that Lynn is still on Earth, but I can guarantee that he'll come back."
Superman's brows relaxed slightly. Somewhat puzzled, he asked, "Why are you so sure? Did you figure something out?"
Constantine secretly glanced up at Superman. "Oh~ You really don't know your friend very well.
"Don't worry. Even if I died, he wouldn't."
The two continued talking for a few more sentences. Most of the time, Superman was asking questions while Constantine dodged around them.
There were plenty of questions about Lynn, but Constantine had no desire to be anyone's messenger. His own understanding of Lynn was limited to an extremely one-sided perspective. What right did he have to introduce the friend of someone who had smashed Trigon's head apart with