“ Good. I was taught by the original Doctor Fate.”

She gives him a magical display, conjuring a ghoulish-esque black ankh around her for him to see.

“ I’m a real witch so these are just my clothes. I DO love a good haunted house but only if I’m behind it.” She expressed.

“ Besides, the Witch Girl doesn’t need to have a showy costume. I’m proud of my witchiness.”

“ Oh yeah? How come?”

“ You don’t sound reassured. I don’t look like a superhero to you?”

“ With those knives, I’m strangely not doubting that.” She nodded. “My name is Salem. I’m a superhero.”

“ All by yourself? No parents?”

“ So what’re you doing out here all on your own?”