<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/0/00/Zatan3.jpg/449px-Zatan3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Zatan<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Gotham<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>October 19, 2017, 5:00 PM<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Batman & Wonder Woman<br/><strong>Content:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Before Zatan could respond to Diana’s options for a plan of action, his mind was assaulted with gory images of Flash’s recent battle. Zatan winced at the powerful negative imagery. While attempting to shake the horrific sounds of screams, two behemoths plowed down the street. Cars and debris went flying in wake of the animal hybrid mutations. Knowing that unlike Batman with his nearly impenetrable armor and endless supply of gadgets and Wonder Woman’s own brute strength, Zatan likely couldn’t take a hit from any of their three adversaries or he'd be out.<br/><br/>“Etativel!” The words almost sounded like a far off echo as the power flowed through them. Zatan’s feet lifted off of the pavement and he shot up into the air out of immediate reach from Killer Croc and King Shark.<br/><br/>So much blood drowned out much of Zatan’s concentration. Even without his psychic powers, Grodd was formidable. Now he was just being sadistic and playing with his prey. It infuriated Zatan as he worked to maintain composure. The sorcerer looked down to see his comrades expertly engaging in battle.<br/><br/>“knil ruo sdnim!” Once again the power erupted. Batman, Wonder Woman and Zatan now were linked telepathically. It gave them an edge to coordinate attacks.<br/><br/><em>“I’ll take Grodd out of the equation.”</em>Zatan spoke through the telepathic link and followed it with emotions of admiration, respect and comradery. He attempted to buffer or offset the negative onslaught from Grodd the three Leaguers were experiencing.<br/><br/>Zatan aimed himself to fly towards the great ape. Unfortunately he was still being assaulted with visions of Flash. “Ellzzad mih htiw gninthgil!” As Zatan continued to fly towards Grodd, chain and ball lightning erupted from the sky, landing mere feet from the ape. With any luck Grodd would feel every strand of fur stand on end and some would get singed. It might break his concentration.<br/><br/>Trying to add as much confidence to his words Zatan smiled and shouted. “Your cheap psychic parlor tricks are nothing compared to the real thing.”<br/><br/>“Teem Ddrog no eht cihcysp enalp!” Zatan’s body stopped flying towards Grodd and now floated high above in the sky in a limp trance. It was a calculated risk to leave his physical body vulnerable and he hoped that his teammates would keep the others occupied and dispatch them expeditiously. Out of the physical space, Zatan drew both his and Grodd’s psyche onto the psychic plane where the rules that governed reality were skewed.<br/><br/>Zatan’s feet were firmly planted on the ground – or the lack of ground as it was - he was surrounded by a soft white light of nothingness. About 50 yards in front of him stood Grodd. Zatan lifted his arms and the blankness of their surroundings morphed into a vast desert. There were no trees for Grodd to use his agility, no scattered items to use as projectiles. Just sand and sky. Sand that hopefully would slow the ape down. Zatan concentrated on the desert with his psyche to suppress any attempts at Grodd changing their setting.<br/><br/>Recalling the half human/half demon Jason Blood/Etrigan he clapped his hands together and pulled them apart. As they grew further apart a sword engulfed in flames appeared.<br/><br/>“Let’s do this monkey.” Zatan hissed.<br/>