Fortunately, Zatanna still knew they had serious business to attend to and did not dwell on the matter of being someone's mother for long. She actually knew the whole story, but the sight of John's smug face made it impossible to suppress the anger in her heart.
Excuse or no excuse, she wanted to snap at him a few times.
"Why are you just standing there? You brought me here, so explain. This door has a Spirit of Vengeance Seal on it. Figure out how to remove it."
The Spirit of Vengeance Seal functioned much like the Violet Light Formation, except, as its name suggested, it sealed incorporeal targets such as evil souls. Places with such things were generally what people called Haunted Houses.
Zha Kang tossed away the cigarette butt in his mouth and ground it into the gray stone steps with his shoe, finally letting out a breath of relief.
The wind carried the scent of rotten wood and dust, while the castle's shadow loomed over them. For some reason, it felt as though something was watching them from the darkness, and he felt a chill down his back.
He rummaged through his trench coat pocket and answered, "I tried a tracking spell. Abby probably isn't in the Main Dimension, so I decided to find a path leading directly to Rot Country."
Rot Country here was not another name for the United Kingdom, but an inner world sustained by The Black. The creatures within were neither alive nor dead, forever trapped in that state in between.
Of course, entering that world would be terrible for a living person's body, but he already had terminal lung cancer. How much worse could it get?
"This place really does smell like a rotting swamp, like somewhere out of a Nightmare. Is