No one knew how many candles had been lit in the shop at once. White wax tears floated in the air, and whenever one candle burned out, another would fly in from the darkness, light itself, and take its place.
They were like a sky full of stars, or midnight ghost lights. Beneath the shifting glow and shadows, Enchantress patiently interpreted cards and answered her visitor's questions.
She spoke quickly, but every word was clear. Before long, the room fell silent again.
"Can't I persuade you to act with us?"
Bobo rested his head on the tabletop. He was too short for his upper body to show above it; after all, gorillas did not usually come to have their fortunes told.
"I will not take part in a magical war of this scale, nor am I a qualified soldier. As for whether we will meet again, that depends on Destiny's arrangements for us." Madame Xanadu smiled at Bobo, then pressed down on the Tree of Life on the table and looked at Su Ming across from her again. "The being you seek has broken free of its restraints. A tide of vengeance and judgment is about to sweep across the world. There is little time. It will come for you."
"Thanks, but I only treat Destiny as a map. It can serve people, but people should not be unable to walk without one." Su Ming stood and patted the gorilla's head before turning to leave. "This will not be an endless war. Some people's destiny is to be mine."
The candlelight slowly went out, and the shop rapidly darkened. Madame Xanadu's graceful figure was soon swallowed by the shadows. As Deathstroke reached the door and saw moonlight on the road outside, he heard her sigh behind him.
"Then I wish