Zatanna had been winding down for the night, and had just slipped into her nightgown when she heard something downstairs. She froze halfway to her bed and then squared her shoulders back, slowly heading for the door and trying to keep as quiet as she could. She wasn't sure how someone would have managed to get into Shadowcrest, with as many spells that covered the mansion, concealing it from anyone who didn't know it was there.
"Sthgil no," she whispered, blinking a couple of times when all the lights in the place flashed on. She paused at the top of the stairs when she saw a young woman on her knees on the floor at the bottom of them. "Who are you?"