"Are you sure this is the way?"
Donna, sword in hand, questioned Harley, who was humming as she led the way. Donna could feel that her body seemed connected to something deep in the darkness ahead.
It was a feeling beyond words, a connection through bloodline. Every time her heart beat, it was as though countless hearts in the distance beat at the same time.
"We're approaching the Titans' prison," Raven said softly. Her hands were tucked beneath her Cloak, making her look small and thin. "When I went with Satan to ask Gaea for your new body, I left a magical coordinate behind as a precaution. We're getting close to it now."
Raven was very clever. There were never many fools among sorcerers to begin with.
She had left the beacon in case Gaea tried anything, so she could come back for some 'after-sales service' if she noticed anything wrong.
Harley, meanwhile, casually hugged Deathstroke's arm and leaned against him on the flying carpet. "Relax. In my experience, Dialogue Bubbles and Thought Bubbles can both lie, but narration never gets it wrong. See? There's a door here."
Just as she said, a massive Doorway and a dim-colored wall suddenly appeared before the group speeding through the air.
It had clearly been there all along, yet it seemed as though it had only just risen from the ground, utterly soundless.
The door stood over ten thousand meters tall, surrounded by endless rock walls.
Even Titans would have to crouch to pass through it, but to humans, who were generally under two meters tall, it only made them feel smaller than ants.
This was a divine miracle, without question.
The material forming the door looked like some kind of metal, somewhat like bronze. Under the Godslayer's illumination, it gave off a