Turning around, John started to walk away. There was something in the back of his mind. A clawing that made the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. He got that feeling when he arrived in Star City, only to find out Damien Darhk was there. And he had that same feeling. The one that knew there was something dangerous present. Someone dangerous. And someone far more powerful than he was or might ever be. He knew he would have to tread carefully. But when did John ever do things sensibly?
He lit a cigarette as he walked away, confidence in each step, his head held high. He had met Demons and walked away. He had outwitted and tricked Demon Princes and walked away. Now he had met a God and walked away. But would the con man be able to outcon the master of all lies and deceptions? Time would tell.