Deep beneath the Hall of Justice on Earth-12, at Justice League Dark headquarters.
Su Ming and the others arrived through a Shadowlands portal. The process was like walking through a pitch-black tunnel. It was Su Ming's first time encountering a teleportation spell that required him to walk.
Sure enough, there were all kinds of magic, flashy and bizarre.
"Anyone here?"
Bobo jumped onto the back of a sofa and called out to the surroundings.
Justice League Dark headquarters was a cylindrical underground space. This circular hall connected to various rooms, and aside from magical means, only a single elevator led to the surface. It was an extremely secure and sturdy underground fortress.
If not for the fact that wherever there was light, there were shadows—and Shadow Magic had unique properties—other magic would have a hard time teleporting in here without permission.
The hall was empty, without a single person in sight. Bobo's plan was to make some noise first; even drawing zombies out of hiding would be fine.
But no zombies appeared. Instead, a middle-aged man in a lab coat opened the door to one of the rooms and poked his head out, looking around as cautiously as if he were a thief.
Bobo quickly called for the man not to retreat back inside. "Friend, wait. Come over and talk."
"No. What's there to talk about? I still have experiments to run." Though the middle-aged man refused verbally, he remained clinging to the doorframe without any intention of moving.
"Kirk Langstrom, right? Come over." An ordinary person appearing in Justice League Dark headquarters, dressed in a lab coat like a scientist, could only be Man-Bat. Bobo was certain. "We're all good people, and we've got good food and drinks."
Though everything about Earth-12 was rather off.
For example, Glark on