"More than on time—you came down like a godsend, Little Dai. By the way, why aren't you on Paradise Island? After I called Justice League Dark for help, I thought Man-Bat or the new Doctor Fate would be the one coming."
Constantine put away Houdini's Key, closed the washroom door again to block Gabriel's 'springtime spectacle,' then returned to the shop.
Crystal Balls and various items for sale filled the display window, such as custom Tarot Cards and gypsy veils. Madame Xanadu was apparently willing to supply newcomers to the con artist trade as well.
The street looked as though it had been bombed. Diana had not even struck with her full strength, but the collision of the Starlight Bracelets was once a move used against the God of War, Ares. How could these oversized white rats possibly withstand it?
Though no one knew whether they would return, the surrounding snow had also been blasted hundreds of meters away, so the area was safe for the time being.
"Cut the nonsense, John. Let me in, or I'll chop my way in with Vulcan's Sword." Diana stood beneath the porch with an irritated expression, not forgetting to glance behind her as she spoke.
Not a drop of blood stained her brown Cloak—or rather, those white rats were not living creatures at all.
"All right, that tone proves you're the real one." Constantine removed the cigarette butt from his mouth and blew toward the door. Flames surged forth, temporarily dispelling the effects of the Violet Light Formation.
Only then did he smile before finding a chair with relatively little wood in it and sitting down.
"If I weren't me, who did you think would be impersonating me?" After entering the shop, Diana curiously examined the Enchantress in the black dress. She had