After some time
"Mission accomplished, burp!"
Having declared success, Albera hurriedly stood up and rubbed her stomach. She had drunk too much today; when she crouched down, it felt like fiery liquid was rising into her throat. Tossing aside the black chalk in her hand, she covered her mouth and explained to the others behind her:
"Pens made from demon ashes possess energy themselves. Using one to draw an energy-gathering magic circle gives twice the result with half the effort. Of course, using the ashes of friends who died full of resentment, like Constantine does, works even better."
They were currently atop a snowy mountain. The New Humans had named it Cat Whisker Mountain. At an elevation of eleven thousand meters, the air was extremely thin, while the surrounding landscape was a frozen wasteland swept by biting winds.
Drawing a magic circle on the cleared, ice-cold mountain rock had left the Enchantress feeling as though her fingers were about to freeze off. She definitely needed a bottle of strong liquor to warm herself up.
As if he had seen through her thoughts, Deathstroke handed her a large flask. The three bold, flamboyant characters "Knock-Over Donkey" were written on it. Then the Mercenary leaned closer to inspect the magic circle before speaking to the cat in his arms.
"Looks fine, Little Flower. It's up to you now. Gather the dream power of Omega Earth's New Humans and see if you can drag Darkseid into a dream."
Su Ming could not make sense of the magic circle. He merely checked whether the Enchantress had drawn any crooked lines or failed to seal somewhere that needed sealing.
Still, although Albera swayed a little when she walked, she had drawn a very round magic circle. At least, it was quite good for a circle