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zarataz (zarataz) wrote in silverage,

It would have been extremely rude to simply come right out and ask where the blue girl had come from and how the hell she'd turned blue so quickly-- especially since anyone might have asked the same about her working clothes. After all, it wasn't ask if she'd paused in the middle of the fight to go pull on some tights. Zee cleared her throat as she regained her balance in her heels. "Zatanna," she said quickly, her eyes cutting on the demon in front of her. "Sepor dnib mih!" More than likely it sounded like gibberish to the blue girl, but there wasn't time to care about that now.

She watched as ropes appeared from nowhere to entangle the demon in front of her. It wasn't a permanent fix, but it was a start. She was going to have to figure out a way to send them back to wherever they'd come from. And there were still four more...

Zee had never been much for the physical fighting, always preferring to use her magic over her fists. "They're demons. Hellspawn. Note the horns." She spoke short, clipped sentences not out of rudeness, but to keep her mind clear for speaking backwards. Switching back and forth wasn't as easy as she made it seem. "You're blue, so I'm guessing not hellspawn. EcroF dleif dnuora em." She held her hands up in front of her, constructing a wall that would help protect from attack.