The show goes on

Zatanna took a moment breathing a bit heavily as her master, filling her up with his wonderful sticky substance, tended to leave her. She had managed to rub the chinks face in it, which only added to the experience, causing her to have a wide happy smile on her face as she took in much-needed air. Eventually, though, she was breathing normally, and her master was pulling out if her still a bit hard.

This was unacceptable, as she could never leave her master anything but soft and satisfied after a show, or she'd never be able to call herself a performer, much less his personal performing slut. So she would have to rectify this at once. Luckily, a show didn't tend to end at a single trick, so her master should be very fine and perhaps even rather happy for her to involve him in another performance on the stage.

So with a few quick gestures and some backwards words, she was whole again. She shivered a second as her being disconnected from her lower half had dulled her senses a bit. So now the full force of the feeling of her master's cum dripping out of her was hitting her. She quickly shrugged, as the feeling was no doubt going to feel it again very soon. She moved quickly, getting rid of the table, and magic saw that it had cut her once. It was all clear, and she turned toward her master with a smile on her face.

Zatanna said while looking at her master. "Starters, Rappa." Then out of nowhere appeared a bunch of chains and bonding directly in front of Condiment Wizard. Zatanna looked at Condiment Wizard with a very apologetic look on her face. "I'm very sorry, Master, but if you would put these on, you'll have a very great time, I assure you." Zatanna said in her most sincere voice. The viewing crowd got angry at hearing that Zatanna had asked their maker and eternal master Condiment Wizard to chain himself.

Avery, the former Chinese flash and currently the personal flash whore of Condiment Wizard, had a look of pure murder on her face. She was gesturing at Condiment Wizard repeatedly at the act of strangling Zatanna to death, making it very clear that if he gave the word, Zatanna would die then and there. Condiment Wizard looked around, taking it all in before responding.

Condiment Wizard was thinking very rapidly on how he had gotten here. He was a part of a sex magic show. His minion was now offering to bind him in chains while the crowd were looking at him to twitch the wrong way so they could tear his magic minion apart for even suggesting to do such a thing. He thought on it rather quickly, finding two important questions that needed to be answered.

Did he trust Zatanna, and would he enjoy being a part of another of her little magic tricks? He found that he did trust her because as far as he could tell she had betrayed others to serve him and put him above everything else. He had also enjoyed the little saw in half a bit and was wondering where she would be going with the chains. So he quickly nodded to Zatanna, and she helped him get everything on and locked in place.

He stood there a moment, rather uncomfortable, as the chains were wrapped around him, rather strangely hugging certain parts that weren't there and generally being rather awkward. Zatanna gave him a gorgeous smile, very happy that he was trusting her. She turned toward the crowd and spoke. "I know you're all angry with me!" Zatanna shouted out to the crowd, who gave her an angry confirmation back.

"While then you all are going to enjoy this!" Zatanna said, shouting to the angry and now a bit confused crowd. She then shouted out. "Esrever!" In the next second Zatanna was bound in chains while Condiment Wizard was free. The crowd cheered at this reversal, very happy that the natural order had been returned to what it should be. Condiment Wizard looked at her surprise and gave her a little clap.

The others around were all obedient and submissive to Condiment Wizard, so they also clapped. "Don't cheer yet! Master the tricks, not complete till I'm gagged." Zatanna stated eagerly to the Condiment Wizard's, to his confusion, as he hadn't seen any ball gags around. Zatanna looked up at him and then down, her looking making it expressly clear what she wanted to be gagged with.

Away from the magic show below a nearby mountain, Kenan was using his power of flight and his indestructibility to quickly forge his way through the earth with Biaxi and Deilan right behind them. Once they reached the end of the dirt, Kenan was able to feel a small layer of dirt. If there was all that was left between him and open space, he spoke a quick warning to the other two and broke through the layer of dirt.

All three spread out once out of the tunnel, each of them taking stock of the room they were in and looking around quickly for any immediate dangers. There were none, so the three quickly looked to each other, nodding their confirmation that everything was clear for the moment. Biaxi pulled out a device and pointed it around the room, where it eventually started lighting up when pointed at a certain direction.

He quickly went that way with the other two following behind him. The device was a special tracker that would give them the location of the suits that captured Chinese lantern core members were hopefully still wearing. They made quick time, all things considered, despite the need for stealth and having to duck into cover to avoid being spotted. In the end they got to the cells where the prisoners were being held without triggering any alarms.

Though that was the end of their luck. As the prisoners would have to be carried out, as they were all unconscious and their cells had guards standing directly in front of them. So if they wanted to get their teammate Dragonson out and the others, they'd have to fight. A quick silent conversation happened using hand signs; in the end a plan was decided, though Biaxi wasn't happy about it. He quickly made his way back; they had come, which was what he was upset about.

They'd have to move fast to defeat the guards and grab the prisoners and get them out. Which would be difficult for Biaxi to help with, as him being a normal human meant he was slower than the others. So he was being sent back to secure the tunnel entrance and lay traps for any possible pursuers. So it was with Kenan and Deilan who waited long enough for Biaxi to be in position and then made their way to defeat the guards.

There are only two that wouldn't seem that bad considering it was Chinese Superman and Chinese Wonder Woman that were going to fight. The problem was this wasn't two basic guards but one of the villains from earlier and another one they didn't recognize. It was the lady with the battle axe from earlier and a woman in a full black latex outfit. She didn't seem armed, but they both knew that didn't mean anything.

The two looked at each other, and the quick glance at the battle-axe woman and hard glare at Kenan was enough to inform him she wanted her rematch. Kenan nodded and went for the other woman, so it was that while Kenan flew very fast at the latest woman, Delian charged at the battle-axe. The two-hour speed and surprise would win them a swift victory. The two of them, much to their disappointment, were wrong.

The battle-axe woman responded to the sudden charge from Delian but met it with her on charge. The two women's weapons quickly met, and the battle started on earnest weapons swung so fast the eye could barely track. Kenan found himself flying over the latex woman as she bent back at such an angle that it suggested she didn't have a spine. She then started rapid firing at Kenan, her arms and fingers working together to act like machine guns. Usually this wouldn't be of concern, but the bullets were flying pretty fast.

The speed was so great the bullets were actually leaving bruises, which forced Superman to take evasive maneuvers as he tried to close in. That's how it went for a while: blade clashing with battle axe and a hero trying desperately to not be shot to death. It was a stalemate with neither side having an advantage over the other.

The two heroes were unaware but off to the side; others watched the fight with great anticipation. They were waiting for the wrong move to be made for the two to go too far. If Kenan or Delian acted outside of the script, they were unknowingly a part of it; they would be crushed before they ever saw the trap slam shut on them. It would soon be decided if the heroes would sign their own doom.

Far far away from this current battlefield on an island in the Mediterranean, Wonder Woman was staring down her rival. Once she had great respect for Artemis as a warrior and a friend. The two had spared since the two of them had been given weapons as little girls decades ago. Now though, she had no respect for the redhead, not anymore. It was hard for her to respect any woman honestly these days.

She kept seeing the incompetence and stagnation of her people everywhere she went. The one-sided argument they were having wasn't helping either. As they constantly bitched about men's world when most of them hadn't been a part of man's world in centuries. They were having arguments over ghosts that honestly probably hadn't cared to think about them wherever they ended up. Her own stance was far more kind to men, which hadn't stood out to her until she saw the weakness of women around her.

She had been captured, tortured, and experimented on and had been beaten black and blue by some of the most powerful men the world had to offer. These bitches were bitching about men having them as bed warmers over 500 years ago. Those that were original anyway—she didn't want to think about the Amazons born there after or those reincarnated by the well of souls.

So with Artemis right in front of her, she figured it was time to put the redheaded Amazon in her place again with a friendly spar. "While Artemis, have you come to help show our sisters all a warrior of the Amazons is capable of?" Diana said, and Artemis looked at her a moment long enough for Diana to give her a questioning glare in response. Seeing that glare, Artemis shook herself and responded.

"Of course, Diana, I shall show our sisters that I am the better warrior as always." Artemis said in response with an arrogant smirk, causing Diana to glare dangerously at her in response before she took on a far more kind and encouraging look on her face. She even responded in a meek voice that oozed politeness and sister love.

"It isn't about who's better but to show that we can all reach for greater heights as warriors." Diana said to those Amazons gathered nearby, who gave her happy cheers in response, while quieter ones just nodded in agreement. Artemis just gave Diana a knowing smirk in response before the two began clashing practice blades at speed. Artemis relied on aggression, while Diana relied on her superiority as a demigod with superior strength and speed compared to regular Amazons.

Artemis traded blow after blow, finding herself a little angered at how Diana was running circles on her using her physical superiority. In the end though, it was fine, as she wasn't here to win or even to do all that well. Artemis was here to learn how much Wonder Woman had changed and how that fit into her master god's plans as requested by his daughter. Wonder Woman was showing rather blatantly how much she had changed.

In the earlier duels, Artemis had gotten a good view of how Wonder Woman was changing but feeling blue after being blown on her blade as Wonder Woman played with her like a sadistic cat. Which wasn't nice because Artemis didn't want to feel like a particular testy rat, but in the end she did her job, finding out as much as she could. Which, rather hurtfully, Wonder Woman made rather easy, as she was far more sadistic and dominant with her style than she ever had before.

Eventually, after a few more minutes of constant trading of blows with Diana, she got a sadistic look on her face that was there and gone in a blink. In the next second, Wonder Woman struck Artemis's practice hard enough to shatter, causing wooden shards to be impeded in the arm she had been holding the practice blade with. She didn't scream out, but she did go to one knee because of the pain.

Diana rushed over to her and quickly helped her bandage the wounded arm with a look of concern. "I'm so sorry, Artemis, are you okay?" Diana said with the look of compassion the old Diana would have. "You and you quickly take her to the infirmary." Diana said with finality, and the two rushed over to help Artemis up and over to the infirmary. Artemis was quickly carried/walked to the infirmary.

Before Artemis left completely, she looked over and saw a look of sadistic pride on Diana's face before it vanished under a look of pure guilt. So Artemis made her way to the infirmary, thinking on the report she would give to Mediator on Diana's incomplete transformation from kind to sadist. She didn't know why that was happening, but she suspected a civil war may be in their future