At last it was their moment of triumph. All who opposed Kara's rise to power had been crushed, in many cases quite literally. She followed Kara the Ultimate closely as they made their way through the scene of carnage, and rape... she observed the interaction between Catwoman and Kara and grinned to herself as latter punted the former's broken body off into a field.<em>Sucks to be you</em>, she thought upon hearing the wet crunch.<br/><br/>She smirked watching the henchmen fucking the fallen foes, she did her best to keep from laughing when she observed Dick Grayson, Robin being fucked in the ass by one of the largest of Kara's goons, a big old country hick they nicked named Bubba. Two others held down the "Boy Wonder." A small part of her was disappointed at the deaths of so many of the "heroes"; she had looked forward to breaking them, and their following subjugation.<em>Still</em>, she thought to herself,<em>there's always room for necromancy.</em><br/><br/>It was then she felt it... something seeking, it was if someone or something was scrying their location, but it felt so distant to Rebecca. Kara began to speak, and suddenly she felt it... something across space and time was pulling at Kara. She saw a flash of blue and knew she had to act fast.<em>No! Not after all this, not after all this work</em>, she cried in her mind; she would not have Kara taken from her now, she needed her as their figurehead.. she... needed her.<br/><br/>Witchfires eyes blazed crimson as her skin and clothing seemed to come alive as if made of fire itself, a wave heat radiated outward from her as she chanted incantations and found the source of the pull. She reached out for it in her mind, grasping desperately as she felt it slipping away, relieved when she finally gripped the source. Using her spell she was essentially piggybacking whatever power was snatching Kara away.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>And then there was nothing for several moments, Rebecca was afraid her spell faltered and that she'd be stuck somewhere in limbo, between space and time. There was dead silence followed by a sudden rush, Witchfire felt as if she was going to be sick.<br/><br/>A clap of thunder tore through the tower. Which was a fascinating accomplishment considering it was in space... circuitry on a nearby panel shorted out, sparks flying from the device as a wave of heat rushed throughout the room. At the source of the wave suddenly stood Witchfire, her burning ember eyes seemed to pale, the tell tale fire that burned from her shoulders seemed to weaken as she clutched her side, and collapsed in the center of the room. Obviously whoever or whatever was responsible for pulling Kara away did not intend for anyone to follow the trail. The spell took a mighty toll on Rebecca's body as she fought to remain conscious, groaning and rolling onto her back, blinded by artificial lights above her.