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And so...in a much later time..

Amora the Enchantress spun around, and could barely believe her eyes at what she was witnessing. Only moments before this den had been full of life. Female mortal champions, bewitched by the dark science that these corrupt mortals had acquired, were gyrating helplessly before those whom they previously would have abhorred. Displaying their wares in shameless abandon, all in the hope of becoming whores for those with the riches to acquire them for nights of pleasure. It had been quite the sight. And Amora had most especially enjoyed seeing all the females that in times past had opposed her own plans of domination, brought low under the thrall of such remorseless slave owners.

But now right before her eyes the enthralled had vanished, as if they had never been present at all. At the same moment, the patrons of this establishment too had disappeared. And now it seemed like the very structures of the dwelling were gradually fading from view as well.

Truly this could be no teleportation spell, as Amora had first suspected might be the cause. No, this was no belated rescue of the heroines. Instead there was something far more wide reaching taking place. Could it be that the strings of fate themselves were being plucked and undone? But before Amora could contemplate the matter further, her thoughts were interrupted by an anguished wail to her side.

“Noooooo!!! It’s not fair! I had her! She was mine!...My Janet, in love with me the way she was always meant to be…Where has she gone?…where?…<Gasp!> No!! My arms…they’re vanishing too…I…I’m fading!…What’s going on…Osborn! What’s happening?”

Amora almost laughed. What fools these mortals be! If the so-called Whirlwind was expecting answers from the den’s owner, then he was in for even more disappointment. Not that it would last long. As both he and the fool Osborn were already starting to fade.

But what was this? As Osborn desperately shouted after him, Luthor was escaping. Once again exercising his own sense of self preservation as he had done at the end of their own failed misadventure in times past. Amora gave a wistful smile. And not just because she admired treachery. The Luthor mortal was smarter than most. If he thought that an escape to his home dimension would spare him the effects of whatever was happening here, then perhaps it was time for her too to return home.

And so with one last look at the den of inequity that she had so enjoyed so much, Amora spun her spell of displacement, disappearing into the ether scant seconds before the environment around her vanished as well…

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