<div class="floatleft">(https://imageshack.us/a/img17/2756/zatannamistressofmagicb.png)</div><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><strong>Name</strong>: Zatanna "Zee" Zatara<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Metropolis Graveyard<br/><strong>Tags</strong>: The Flash, Wonder Woman, Green Lantern, Captain Marvel, and Batman<br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Spreading her arms, Zatanna closed her eyes and splayed her fingers as an ethereal breeze started to churn around her.</span></span><br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Palatino Linotype;"><em>Nepo rood ot siloporteM!</em></span></span></div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Expanding from the air was a portal in the form of an oval depiction of the city streets. Citizens were already fleeing in panic as undead lumbered behind them, crawling from the sewers and spewing from hospital doors. The hospitals faced the greatest danger, having bedridden and helpless patients. Zatanna lowered her arms once the portal had expanded double-arms length. Her raven tendrils fluttered in the gust that was fleeing the hole in time and space.<br/><br/>"It's done. It won't stay open for long because well...portals never do so hurry. They may not be able to breach the lantern's barrier, but they can through this portal if they notice it," Zatanna warned.<br/><br/>The mistress stepped out of the heroes' way and crossed The Flash's highway to find a spacious and flat spot where she could root herself. She removed her top hat, setting her wand inside it before she bent over and placed it on the dry earth. Grasping the lapels of her black jacket, she removed it, and folded it once before tossing it on the ground by her hat. Her fingers rose to her bowtie. She removed it and unbuttoned the collar of her shirt down four buttons until the creamy swells of her breasts were allowed to breathe unabashed. Sliding off her heels, she set her feet upon the cool soil and ran her fingers back through her silky mane. Standing only in her sleeveless undershirt, the vest that cradled her voluptuous bosom, the black bikini gripping her bottom, and fishnets winding down her long legs, the sorceress was trying to get as comfortable as she could for breaking the spell of a goddess-level enchantress was no easy task. She had to ignore everyone around her, which included the perils at her feet: the zombies. She had to close everything out and clear her mind so that the spell currently latched onto the city was all that was in her conscience.<br/><br/>Spreading her arms hip-level with her fingers parted, the dust at her feet began to swirl in a tiny vortex, spiraling about her ankles. Zatanna's hair rose to ripple like fire above her head until the ethereal breeze that had been churning around her materialized into a glowing twister. Her eyes disappeared behind white sclera and she raised her chin. The twister had been so strong that she stood upon the balls of her slender feet, one foot inches before the other. Once her power was prepped, she began to whisper her spell, her lips moving but no words could be heard.</span></span><br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Palatino Linotype;"><em>Esaeler eht dloh no ytic, nruter eht daed ot peels, ecriC lliw eb enodnu...</em></span></span></div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">She chanted the spell over and over and the conflict her powers faced could have been seen when a stream of blood descended from one of her nostrils. Despite her growing afflictions, she forced herself to keep whispering the spell, hoping that soon she would shatter the curse on Metropolis.</span></span>