Witching Hour l

2 days later ———

Mount Justice. Base of the Justice League, home of…no one. Usually only a couple of members were in the base at one time but times like this proved different.

Superman, Batman, Wonder Woman, Flash, Cyborg, Aquaman, Green Arrow, and Black Canary all stood in front of the person they had been searching for help for.

They took in his visage. Besides his glowing purple and black eyes, everything about him seemed normal. "Jericho Drumm aka: Doctor Voodoo. We'd like to discuss with you the details of your help." Superman took the initiative to talk to the young man in front of him. He only looked 20 at most.

"As we've already established, your sorceress is being backed by someone of divine origin, most likely a god or goddess." Jericho said lightly.

Batman took a moment to look at Wonder Woman, knowing her connection to gods. "Any particular ones? Diana, do you have any information about this?"

"Im sorry Batman, but I've never encountered any god except Hera and Athena. Im afraid what I know simply isn't enough."

"So you really met greek gods?" Flash muttered in fascination.

"I wouldn't know which one until I've personally conversed with them." Jericho said.

Canary was nudged by her boyfriend, "Constantine told us you encountered a god before…because you've survived that means this other god Will simply allow you to do whatever you want to?" She asked with suspicion, not fully believing that gods even exist.

Drumm's face scrunched up in confusion "I 'encountered' a god? That's putting it lightly-" he said quietly but they all heard him. "-I'd say im damn near family with a god. Hell, sometimes we hang out together." He said nonchalantly, as if this was something people just blurt out.

Diana was the only one to gape in shock. Her eyes wide along with her mouth dropping at the implications. "You're a demi-god? How have they allowed you to 'hang out' with them?" She befuddled.

"Nah…im his avatar."

Batman was quick to demand answers.

Once again, Jericho answered nonchalantly "Deities who choose a totemic avatar to act as their incarnation, representative, receptacle, host, etc." His words made sense to them as they believed some gods would want ambassadors on the Earthly plane.

"And who is your patron deity?" Diana asked with curiosity overflowing her.

Drumm gained a wide smirk. "Well…..I dont like to refer to him as my 'patron god'. More like....my drinking buddy."

"And who is that?" Arrow finally spoke up.

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The mirky water that made up the chaotic fabric of the dimension gave it a purple hue. Things of impossibly were norms for beings that resided within their own dimension.

In the middle of the void a castle stood tall, touching the very top of the purple sky that stretched on for infinity. A crow soared through the waters to make its way to the giant castle. "

̶̯͓͋͐̌ͤY̖̹̘̥͙͙̮ͯ͒͊͛̋̀͟ͅO̷̩̦͎̬͊͗ͭ̃U̱̻̻͓͑̉̉͜͞ ͓͇̗͍̱̞͐ͬ͟W̢̥ͥ͂͌́O̷͇̟̠̳̲̳ͧ̏̀͂͗Ų̩̰̥̩̫̎̇̑L̳̖̺͙̪̘̠̐ͯ̃͊ͮͨ̚̕͡Ḑ͉̖̟̈̍̐ͣ̂͋͆̒ ̧͎̰̭͎͆̽̔̓͜D̑ͧ̌̾ͯ̽ͧ͊͢͏̞͉͔̝A̙͚̦ͫ̋̏̋̑͟͡Ŗ͔̒ͮ͒̐È̝̼̳̾ͪͧ̽̚͠ͅ ̣̦̮̳̱̦͖͍͌ͮͥͧ́͢T͍̻̣̤͖̅̐́͞R̬͂͌͑͞Ȅ̷̻̰͚̰̿͒͋̓ͣA̸͖͈̝̼̭̥̯̺̓ͥ̉ͯ̎̒̆̀̚D̸̮͉͕̒ͧ̓ͮͬ̚ͅ ̧̝̞̤̳͈̤̙̍͗̇̉̂̍T̢̹̳̞̭͇̹̥ͪ͂̿̅ͨ̏̀H͇̯͛̍͘R̪̬̮ͭ̀͑̀̚Ö̠͔̈͌͡U̶̩͈͍͚͉̘ͧ͌͞G̈́ͫ̽͌̎͐͊҉̞͉̱͘ͅḤ̨̬̾̉͆ͣ͊͛̔͞ ̲͑̓́̂ͮ̿͝͠Ṃ̗̠̪͍̙̥ͤ̅̓ͧ͠Y̝̮̪̱͇̗̐̀ ̸̨̣͔̼̹̝̪̘̫̀ͣ̉H̞͕͍͚̖̣͐̄̓ͬ͒̇̆͌̀ͅÔ̸̝̥̤̮ͨͨͧͩͧ͘ͅM̵̢̻ͧ̅̈́̄ͮE͓̞̥̻̩̠̅̽ͦ͜͡?̴̷͖͚̜͎̤̏̀̍ͯ"͙̖́̎̈̌̑̍̊́͡

A voice of power rang out from the very fabrics of the mirk. Anger laced its tone.

The crow continued on anyways, seemingly unperturbed by the voice. It landed soft, a bright green light swirled around the bird before revealing Jericho. His dreads floated ambiently. His suit was a skin tight, black fit with intertwining white markings that flowed down his chest, arms, back and legs.

In his hand was a twisted and warped staff that had a sphere that sucked in the light floating just out of place to be touching the top of the staff. "I anticipated that entry into a realm as vile as this would be of more complex undertaking. After all, you are a God….or Goddess." He looked around at the gloomy scenery with a smirk on his face.

"̞̣̯̣̲͙̼͚ͣ̍͊ͬ̏̾ͨ͠Ṋ̢̦̬͍̹ͭO͑͏̦Ṉ̵̙̳̠̺̮̥̞̾ͧͫ̈̽ͧͤE̞̱̯ͭͧ̇ͬ͆͒̿̕ ̟͉̺͖̱̫̯̜͒̔̈́̈̍͜A̶͉͍͔̣ͥ̒́̓ͭ͠Ŗ̭̳̘̭͖̮̐ͯ͌̌̏̌̉͞Ḛ̶̲̺̰͋̾ͣ ̛͙͖̲̹̯̼̖̼̔̊F̴̭̬̫̲̍̋O̡̭̼̺̫̟͗ͪͯ͛̓̈́̚ͅO̧̫ͣ̕L̵̖̭̦̪͈͆I̵̩̮̹̻̠̓ͣͨͭͦͥ͋̚S̶̭̖͖̥̈͜Ḫ̸̹̩̫͙̥̦̲͊ ̸̟̤̥̝̹̠̲̪̃ͪ̀E̺̣̱̺̻͚͓͔ͫ̏́̆́͞Ṉ̡̪̜͉͔̘̊̋̆̋ͤͯ̋ͫO͓̘̻̰͍̹̟̅̒̈́́͘Û̢̺̳G̨̺̪̋̌ͦͬ̑ͫ̿́̚Ḧ̛̥̯̙͓̰͇́̀ ͖̲̼̞͈̿̊͡͞T̴̡͓̬̾͂O͛̒̋͏̘͕͝ ̷̖̱͚͖̻̲͌̈́̈̾̕D̶͚͕̟͚̯ͮ̎͛ͦ̒̈́̔ͬ́E̷̡̗̰͎̜̅ͅS̢͔̥̮͈̺ͪ͛̿͡I̛̦̠ͧ͆͋R̴̟̞͖̳̟̔̇E̢͇̬̤̱̦̬̩ͫ̈̈̋̉̕ ̛̮͈̭̼̬͚͚̣̌͗ͬE̸͔̟͓̝͉̬̒͟N̵̠̮͈̤̖̝͛̊̌̄ͯ̓͗Ṫ̷̼̤̫͍̱̲̘̻͛͠R̹͍̝ͬ̀Ḁ̬̝͗ͦ̅͋̀͢N̸̢̜͇̥̱̑ͣ̉Ç̨̣͖̈́̿̋̎Ȇ̢̗̙̙̌̆̌̌̍͋̚͜,̧̼͚̼̪̃ ̨̺ͣ̄ͭI̛̻̣̦̺̐ͫŇ̦̏͂ͤ͐͞͞F̡̙̉͐ͩ͂̌A̛̺̺̬̘̐ͬ̈̒̀N͆ͫ̃͏͔̮̰̩͍T̷͕̠̫̩̗̝͊̃̾ͯͦͩ͌͟!̴̝̹̠̻̏͢"̵̼͚̼͎͎̰̤̚

"Dont worry, I wont linger." He strolled off on the very limited amount of ground there was. "I've been paid quite handsomely so I've come to say…you are now banned from using your avatar in the Earthly Plane."

There was no sound swapped between the two. The mysterious being had taken what the mortal said as complete blasphemy before it quickly turned to amusement.

"Ā͏͕͓͠ ̧̗̯̦̲͓̰ͣͦͩ̅̏͊Ḏ̵̠͆̌ͤ̒̓͟E̢͇̐̀ͣ́́ͅL̡̛̯̓͂ͪ̇I͈͍̤͉͑̓̐̂͒̇͋͛̕V̨̝̥̘̹̘̖́̍ͨ̍ͤ͡E͍͚̯̘ͣ͆ͬ͛̆͠R̭̹͓̻̪̊ͪ͂̎͗ͤͪ̋͢Y̵̹̬͔̺̦ͬͨ͘ ̴͍̩̠̺̪͎̹̞̿̄̀B̰̪͉̣̰̱̮̻ͨ̑͌̃͝O̎ͩͩ̆̏̈́̈̔҉̺̼͓Y̛̳͍͎̣̙͎̆ͪ̊̑ͫ͋͛ ̷̡̳̝̙͈͌͆̓ͅS̛̗͕͆͞E̸̼͚̰͎̩̬̍ͮͬ͑̐́͜Nͪ́ͫ̒̓ͨ͏̯͔̻͖̱T̪̆͛̒͒̆ͣ̍͟ ̦͎̦̹͚̂̑̀͋̑ͩ́Bͣ͊͌͊҉̶̺͇̭̤̥͉Ỹ̡̱̿ͣͬ͑ͅ ̷͈̜̪͙̘̦̪̽̅ͧͅT̷̞͍̖̖̀̚H̷͈̼͎̹ͣ͛É̦̞̏̓̑̊̈́͢͟ ͉͕͉͗ͦ̿́͜Wͨ̌ͥͪ͏̙̪̗̘̖̠Ę̶̬̖̜́̓̐̉̀̇Ą̙͂̃̉͛̏ͮͫ͡K̲̙ͪͥ̐ͪͤͦͣ͗͡L̛͕̦ͭ̕Ḯ̤̱͖ͩ̇̕Ń̲͈̞͔̟̗̬̈́͡G̷͚̟̼͓̺̱͌ͪ̌͘ͅSͪ͑̽ͭͮ҉̨̩̺̖̖̜ ͔̠̙̣͈̳̙̤͑ͪͭ̓̽͡O̟͍̥̲̺͋̇̌ͮ̕͡F̣̯͇̰͍̏̕ͅ ̸͈͔͔̠̣̺ͩ͡Ÿ̺̬͕͉̼̣͇ͫ̾͢͡O̭͍̗̺͚ͥ͋̔̀͞ͅṶ̟̗͔̰̩̜ͦͮ̑̽́R̴͖̯͖̬͚͌͑̒ͬ̑ ̢͇̘̝̏̎̋ͥ͆̇͞'̷̬̟̜̳͚͐ͣ͐ͬ͛̽ͦ̉S̢̥̳̻̠̖̞̦ͮ͠Ų͍̰̹͙̖̜̹̟̍ͭ̉ͦ͋ͩP̢̢̭̱͇̗̘̟͚ͭ̄E̶̟̝͚̠ͨ͐ͪͩR̖͎͈͋̀͝H̛̠͚̳̯̬̻ͨ̈́̈̄̕Ȩ̜͚͖͇̼̫̖̟ͥ̐́͑̓R̡̧̖̈́ͥͧͥ̅̈Ŏ̴̗̮̩̞͆ͯ͗ͫ̚ ̇̆ͧͧͭ͏̥̭̼̻͖͔̲Ť̸̙̠̣͙ͯͤ̚E̸͚̱͚̥ͮ͒̄Ạ̧͖͗ͮ͋̄̇̀̊̀Ṁ̧̲̙͔̙̱͐̊̚'̪͚̘͚̥̭ͣ̄͗ͬ́̕̕ͅ?̐̆ͣͦ̔͏̥̯͍͉̯̲͙ ̰͋̐͑̈́ͮ̐ͥͧ͘H̴̡̤ͯO͌̐͏̱̲̝̥̤̳͇̤W͍̙͖͔̤̉ͨ́͠ ̥̝̝̳̟ͮͬ͊̓͋̉ͨ͟F̤̘͔͖̤̎͜U̦̤͔̣̯̽̆̕N̴͈̫ͪͨÑ̨̥̆̾͗Y̷͕ͣ͊͂̍̓ͤ̂͠!̶͇̥̝̅̎̅̒̀́͐͗"̛̳͓͙̟̻͎̩̇ͨ͠ͅ

"Im only here to deliver isolation. You will now be barred from leaving this dark dimension."

""̗͍͇ͫ͠T̞̩̣̜̜̞ͨ̑̈ͣͪ̾͜͝H̢̪̣̩̱̘̭̺̊̔̾͟ͅÂ̛͙̝̪̺̅T͎̋͜͞ ̴̘͎̼͈͈̥̞̦̾̆̊ͩ͐̌ͤ̓Ḭ̸̸̬̬̟̝̃̆̿̇̽S͔͖̤͚̐ͮ̀̀ ͔͙͙̆̃ͥ͐͢T̩̥̥͎͒ͭ̔͐͜ͅŖ̫͈̃̅̋̌̔͠Ũ̷̮̗̺̮̪̘̥ͮ̇̏ͪ͜Ȩ̖͖̬́̑ͩ̆ ͑͊ͧͬͭ̊͒̐͏̼̭͕̬̭̪̗̣͞F̶̨̬̳̞̺̝̲̲͊̉̓ͅO͂̊̇ͤ͏̴̻̠̟͇̤̺̺Ṛ̛̗͔̼̣ͫ̀̈̉̈̏͂͝ ̬̫̻̝̠̻̬̭͗̏̓̏ͬ̅̂̕͢O̜͍̗̺͍̫̺̎ͫ̅ͪ̌̇̎ͯ͜N̵̮̠͖͎̗̑͊̎̉͆ͅLͦͭ́͑̓͌̔́҉̼̥̗̩̟̲ͅY̪͓̥͖͚̤̬͇̔̔̄̀̀͟ ͯ͒ͯ̚͏̸͔̖͖Y̸̪̦͙̻͈̣̙̗͛͊̽̑ͭ̋̀ͨO̶̖͖͕̯̼ͦ̇ͮ͆͆ͭ̋̀̀Ṳ̧̺̙͈̦͂ͨͥ̍̕!ͦ͑̌̏̈́ͤ҉̸̦̭͇̘̯̣"̈́̾͑̒̐̍̀̆͟҉͇̙̫̖͔

Beams of pure magic blasted down in Jericho's form, engulfing him in divine energy. Even though the deity felt their attack engulf the mortal, it could feel him still alive. "Heheheh…you really thought the Guardian of the Eternal Crossroads' would let be hurt?" He spoke from inside the giant beam, completely untouched by damage. "Buddy, I got friends on the otherside, and you couldn't possibly fuck with them."

An ethereal figure appeared behind the mortal. It was huge in stature, as huge as the castle. Just by looking at it you could tell it was a male figure with black skin. He wore a top hat with a black tail coat accompanied by dark glasses. On his face is face paint in the form of a skeleton that stretched with the mischievous yet lackadaisical smile that stretched from ear to ear.

"Ōǔ ƥā ťā ďŵė ɱāňŷėň ƀřŏ ɱŵėň ǩŏň șā. Ōǔ ǩėňƀė ɱėň șā ŷŏ ňāň ťèť ŏǔ, ƒāňɱ!" The figure spoke to the void.

(Translation: You shouldn't have touched my bro like that. You keep those hands to yourself, woman!)

'Woman? So a goddess.' Jericho deduced from his best buddies words. "A woman? You know her name, Baron?"

Words from patron god flowed into his mind "Ňŏň ľĭ șė Ĥėƈāťė, ťĭƥĭǩ ňāň ŷŏň ğřèǩ. Ķĭ ĵāň ŏǔ ƥā ť 'ƥāňșė ā șā ā?"

(Translation: Her name is Hecate, typical of a greek. How come you didn't think of this?)

""̺̗̭͓̎̐͆͗̏͜͢Y̷̡͉̖̳̩̌͛̅̄͋ͯ̚̚Ọ̘̲̯́ͥ͘͜U̵ͦͦ̓ͫ̚͏̠̥̝̹̰̘̖ͅ ̵̜̯͙̎ͦ̾D͊͒ͧ͏̨ͅȦ͊ͩͧ̇ͫ͊̚҉̼ͅR̬͔͇̤̫͉͚̿ͯͮ͂̋͞Ḙ̵̣͈͍̙̥̜̖͆ͬ ͬ͑ͤ̑̌͗́͟҉̮̥C͓̬͓͐ͮ̚͞O̵̰ͥM̨̤͚̭̟̲̻̫̓͂͟ͅE̘̲̤̙̥̣̦͌̃̋ͫͧ̕ ̛̜͈̳̙͉̺ͦ̓̋͘ͅṪ͇̭͚͔̠̘̲̺̐̓̅̅̈́̑̚͜O̴̧͔̳̖͓͎͔̻̓̇͋ ̰ͥ͞Mͫ̏҉̶̝̣̝̰͈Ŷ̵҉̯̥̝͈̲̮̞̰ ̲̳̥̭̼̦̯̫̓̉̉͜͢Ȁ̞̹̔ͦ̏̃ͬ̃́͟͟B̛͉̣̝ͯͬ̕Ó̒̿̑҉̰̬͈͎͖͇̺̘D̩ͪ̍̑̕͠E̵̡̲͎̫͇͉̭̱̜͛̑̑ͤ͋̓͛̈́ ̩̯̯̦̝͇͈̗ͩ̍̂ͯ͜M̡͙͂̀͑ͮͮ̎ͦ͢A̧̢̫̺͇͎ͮ̒ͪḰ̥͚͎͍̖̳͎ͤ͜I̸͍̘͎̳̝͓̼̞ͫ̽̑͗̚͞N̸̠̟͖̣̞̹͚ͪ͋̄ͧ͗ͬ̐ͬG̙̝̫̦͍ͮ͠ ̷̥̼͓͚͍̌̎ͬ͆͑̒ͣ͟D̸̻̖̥̘̻̮͕̓ͪE̥̾̌̈͒́͜M͉̰̰̲͕̮̺͎ͭ͜Ḁ̡̩̌͆N̶͍͇ͪͥͦ̌̍ͩ̏͐̕D̙̭͔̹̔ͤ͆ͧ̍ͯͬ͛̕͘ͅS̴̲̖̰̞̙̞̓̔̓̒̒͑ͬ͟ ̥̭̰̺̪̹̮̋ͥͣ̉͊͜Ả͉͕̄ͯ̑́͗ͯ͊͞N̲͕̮̣̚̕D̨̰̓̅̐̆͐͝ ̡̬̜͙ͧ̌̈ͫ̓ͪ̽̀O̶̙̰̭̜͖͛̎̇̐̄ͯ̽͞Rͩ̎̇̕҉̫̰͇͓̮̝D̴̸̰̯̥̰̦̹́ͦĚ̤̯̼̺͕͉̃͜R̸̡͙͈̞͇̯̟̽ͭ̏ͅS̹̯̯̻͓̜̣̭̑̔͆̋̆ͯͧ͞ ̡̼̭̞̻ͯO̷̤̰ͫ͆ͬͭ̓̌ͥF̌̒̊̏ͮ̿͐͏̹̳ ̵͔̥̖̘̭̖̊ͤͪ͐ͮ͒ͫ͘M̸̭̤͈̒̊̓̒E̶̼͆̾ͯ?̸̤̌͆ͭ̌̽̚͝!͓̬̻͇̜̹̰̬̅ͬ̇̊̑̊̕?̡͗҉̤̤̝̠̠̥ ̢͉̣̦̱̥̤̱͗̅̿͂̂P͆̃͑̐ͮ̂́҉̫͚͈̞̺̠̟̳E̪ͭ̏̚̕͟R̴̢̬̦͈̟͕̰̖͎̒̀H̡͔̳̲͔̰ͩͮ̾̕A̝̱̣͕̰̱̟ͥ̀͟ͅP̛͚̻̜̹̼ͧ̌S̞̬̗̓ͮͩͬ̏̍ͭ͘ ͉̻̘͎̱̼̇̎͢I̷̱̬̗̱̬͖̠͊̇̓͟ ̸͔͙͍̪̞̯̎ͮ̀H͍ͮ̐ͭͥ̆͛́A̛̮̦̳͕̽ͫ͗V̛̺̰͓̒̊ͥ̅̂̈̎͟E͖̪̙̫ͯ͋ͮ͝Ṉ͚͇͇̪͙ͮ̋̌̍͒̔̈́̈͞ͅ'̳̬͕̪̭̐̑̽ͦ͜T̘̯̟̺̙͈̾̅́͞ ̸̨̙̃ͤ͐͋̽̄̑T̸̙ͫ͌͊̔̿̊͞ͅH̷̢̙ͩ͂͊͌̉ͣ̏̅E͇̲̦͙̱̲̯͊̋͑͒͡ ̮͓͓̻͈̰̟͋̅͞C͇̘̠͉̥̼̰̃͂̎̆ͮ̈́̒͠H̷̩̳̻̳̫̗͔̜̅̂̑̈́͗ͤ̏A̵͓͓̖͔͕ͯͤͬ̉ͩ͗N̤̩̣͉̱͙̳ͫ͠C̱̖ͩ́̀̀E̒͘͏̫̥̥̫̪͖͚ ̸͎̙̳͎͕̱͗́ͬ̌̕T̅͊ͭͦ̽͐̿͂͏̧̪̮̭O͓̝̼̯̔̈́̎͌͌͂̅ͧ͝ ̵̬̩̼̪̮̈́̎̈́̃ͥͧ̅W̢̼͐͒ͬͯ̕H̫͙̜͙̲̫͑̔̾̾̄͛͞I̸͖̫̯̬̱̩̺ͯ̄̅̽̿̾̓̕P͐ͦ͏͎͔͉͔̙͕ ̎́͝ͅY̓̈ͨ̎ͤ͐͏͎O͔͚ͫ͑͛́̎ͦ̍͡Ȗ̡̹͈̩͍̫̔̑̊̀ͪ ̰͔͎͍̉ͦ̈ͩͭ̌̓͘Ḭ̶͓͙͑̇ͦ͟N̷͉̪̥̅͡T̶͓̩̻͔͐̇̒̐ͬO̍̎͏̛̝̻̹̳͔̙ ͖̩̤̠̭̜͂̀͟S̬͛͑ͧ͟H̴̱͙̘̥̯͇̯̒ͮ̈̈A̩̾́͘P̙̳̒̀ͩ̑͜͝Ê̴̺̙̲̱̻͚͓̬̎ͣ̀̕!͗̉́̆ͬ͗̿͑͏̭̜̦̰"

A womanly figure appeared from the front of the castle. Her hair hung to the ground while her eyes, pitch black and glowing with pure anger. Her blackened fingers rose in front of her and with a wave, eldritch blasts contorted from her form before being absorbed by the giant god behind Jericho.

Her eyebrow raised In interest at the mortal. 'And how has such a mortal gained the respect of a being capable of absorbing my blast?' She thought with a need to figure out why.

Jericho's eyes glowed a deep green, with a slam of his staff, swarms of crows manifested from its magic and swirled around the mortal. "Brother! Help me seal this realm, if only for a little bit!" He asked the figure above him. He didn't receive a answer, only the feeling of a sliver of divine energy enter his magical pool.

Hecate's brows furrowed. She was starting to use 10% of her full power and still the God did not let her harm the mortal. She heard his plea to him, and instead of going further in her attack to obliterate the mortal, she stepped back. They knew their seal would not hold her for long.

'Perhaps…' she thought of scenarios of the mortal. 'Oh, how fun!' She retracted her magic before cracking the ground under them with just a thought.

"̡̼̳͎̻ͦ̅̽ͪ͋́̔̚B̞̼͔̯͓ͩͤͤͪ̋͟Ę̸͍̥̘̎̂G̦͕̩ͦ͑͡O̴̪̤͓̞̥̮͇̣ͤN̛̦̫̞̄̃͐͂̓̑ͪ͑͢Ę̟̮ͦ̃͆̅̀́͑̊̕!̡̺̪͔̘͚͒̀ ̇͏̼͖͙P̸̲̜̅͂̐̇ͨ̽̚E̻̜̩̖̓̓ͥ̄͘R͖ͧ̋͌ͣ̒͗͘H̢͉̘̮͈̹̮̖͊͌ͮͤ͒̌͆͡Á̵͕̘͖͔̳͑͂ͭ̈́̐͠P̸̰̣̟̰̗̥ͥ̅͟S̛ͫ҉̙ ̴̸̭̪ͥ̄͛ͫȲ͕ͫ̌̊ͬ̇ͤ̀͟Ȍ̮͡Ư̰̩̩̬ͤ͠ ̸̱͇̬͚̟̻̯̆̓̓͌̇̄͗̔C̑̽͐͌͂̒͏̹͝A͑ͫ̍҉̨͈̬̜̪̺̺̙͓N̝̜̮͂ͮͪ͐̀͐͝ ͦͣͩͦ͂̅͏̮̫̟̜̝P̧̝̿̃̅͐͆̏͋͊͠R̡̲͔̺̩ͤ͌ͬͫͩ͛̌ͅO̝̞̲̠͐̋̉ͩ́͡V̞̩̞̱͇̒͗̀͢E̷̡̦͚͖̹̼ͧ̆͋̅ͬ͐̓̒ ͉̰̦͗̄̂̒̐͞M̴͙͚̟̩̥̤͇̀̀ͅOͩ͛̀̾̈́͐͏̗̜̙R̸̹̯͙͎̝̙̺̺̒̔̿Ȩ̷̞͈̳̝̬̣̉̅ ̛̛̙̗̓ͬ͊ͯ̂W̨̨̹͎̖̐O͌̚͏̤̖̦̫̣̜̟͠ͅȐ̩̭̘̘̯̲̭̯́̕Ṱ͂̔̄͋̀H͓̠̤͛ͮ̓͛̑͋͋͞Y̢̳̗̰͈͎̼͆ͩ͝ ͔̯͈̻̓̔ͤͨ̍͊ͥ͂͠T͉͐̈́̂̌ͨ̇ͥͩ́͘H̶̘̪͖͕̪̓͘A͂̑ͤ̋͜҉̼͎̪̼̦̠͖͚N̵͈ͪ͐ ̴͚̬̫̙̮ͯ͟ͅM̨͕̫̝͎̪͒ͫ̿̌ͯ̒͘Y̛̤̯̥̦̟͕̫͛͋ͮ̊͂̊ͥ̊̀ ̴̨̠̺̪̗̫̔̊̉̄̉͒̔ͩC̶̲̰̺̙ͪ̐̕H͍̣̳̻̭̣̲͐̀̈́ͥ́̚O͊͑̇ͧ͂̏̊̾͏̱̞̯͚̰S̨̬̯̯̿̓́͒̚̚̚͞E̛̻͈̼̩̞ͣͦ́N̮͖̖̤̠̻̘̊̾̂͋̿̚̕!̴͙͚̮̣͚̫ͪ"̶̜̗̫̳͚̯̤͚̋̽ͨ͌ͭͤ

She said, spilling her intentions to test Jericho. They quickly flung out of her realm with her ability to manifest herself out of it for even a second. Didn't matter, she could already feel as her power bashed on the lock. Plus…she might gain a boon if the boy proved himself...interesting.

"Show me something, mortal."