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We all waited with baited breath for what appears to be smoke or fog to clear for us to see if our attempt to summon the High King of the Infinite Realms worked or if the ritual was a fake. Gosh none of them know if it would be better or not if it'd be a fake.
The sound of someone's sudden -strained- gasp is barely heard by the league (let alone on whoever made the sound) for what is revealed when the smog clears enough to see is someone in what appears to be formal attire of a dark royal blue pinstripe vest and pants set with what appears to be glowing gold accents along the stripes, a blindingly white long sleeved puffy ruffle shirt, accompanied with a hooded cloak made of what looks like a galaxy?!
Whoever arrived appears to be floating as if they are lounging in a chair with a vaguely ominous air around them. They can only see the left side of their(?) body as the cloak covers the other half and the hood shadows all but a pale blue mouth, so pale a blue it's nearly white.
"Why did you bring me here." It was a demand, not a question, that left the Beings lips.
Superman took a half step forward, "We request that the being known as Vortex is returned to their home. They're making it extremely dangerous for hero's-"
"Let alone civilians." The Flash mutters under his breath.
"-to live as everything from the winds being strong enough to tear steel roofs off like they were the lid to a can of wet food, to the people that were out when this first started to being lifted up and sent flying."
Wonder Woman picks up from there, "To areas flooding from constant heavy thunderstorms, or being snowed in for the areas with constant Thundersnow storms, as well as areas that typically get either rain or snow at consistent rates to be in sudden droughts with no clouds in sight."
They stop, hoping for the other to speak.
"Hmm," a rumble is heard, "Vortex you say." He moves his visible hand to a pocket on his vest and pulls out a blue-glowing marble. He proceeded to crush the marble into a dust that seems to float up into forming a loose circle.
"Vortex," he speaks towards the circle, "What have I told you about disrupting the weather in drastic and dangerous ways in Realms full of life."
"SH-HOW'D YOU FIND OUT SO QUICK THIS TIME!?" A loud startled voice rang out from the dust circle.
"Vortex." "ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT I'M FIXING IT THEN I'LL GO!" The circle seemed to collapse into itself and appeared to form the blue marble again, which was then returned to the pocket.
They were all quiet at how quick it all was when a chuckle that brought them back to the present was heard.
"Well then, I've done what you've summoned me for, time to leave now." The Being said smoothly while appearing to shift just enough for the cloak to fall away from his shoulder.
They all stiffen upon seeing what was being covered on the Being's right side near his shoulder: Spoiler. More specifically, her face.
It spooked the League collectively, but it 𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱 the Bats. She looked so-so enthralled! It was as if she only knew he was there! No one else!
"Buh-"
All of their heads snap back up to his to see-
A shockingly beautiful face that looks almost elven in appearance if it weren't for what truly caught their attention.
Sharp Toxic Green eyes looking at them piercingly with a too wide bloodthirsty grin. He languidly brought up his left hand and re-covered Spoiler's face, then he moved it further from her face and snapped.
"-Bye~"
In a flash of blinding green light, they were gone.
Zatanna made a wobbly step back, "He shouldn't have been able to leave just like that.." she said just loud enough for everyone to hear.
Constantine crumpled down from where he stood next to her.
"Bats," Constantine's voice is strained, in a panicked way they rarely hear, when he continued, "That's not who the ritual described it would bring."
Pained sounds leave the various members of the Bat clan.