Batman: So, from what I understand from what you said, I don't have any protection from magic?
Captain Marvel: Yes, sir. If you don’t have the time to become a wizard and learn protective spells, or, uh, steal a magical artifact or something, you don’t really have anything that could combat magic. I mean, the magic users in the league could cast the spells for you, but those rarely that last long, sir.
Batman: ...So what can i do?
Captain Marvel: Uh. Nothing? Sorry, but unless someone literally engraves a protective sigil into your body, I really can't help wi-
Batman: A protective sigil?
Captain Marvel: ...Yeah? Someone would have to permanently scar your body and soul with magic and... Uh. It's very, VERY painful.
Batman: ...If i remember correctly, you're The Champion Of Magic?
Captain Marvel: Yes, sir?
Batman: Hm...
Captain Marvel: Yeah..?
Batman: Hmmmmm...
Captain Marvel: Um, Batman, sir..?
Batman: We can start tomorow morning, I expect you to be in the tower.
Captain Marvel: Wait, wuh-
Batman: *Vanishes, as he does*
Captain Marvel, as Billy, internally monologing: What the fuck is wrong with this guy, i swear to Zeus, why is he like this.
***
Captain Marvel, as Billy, internally monologing, while magically engraving some ancient scribles into Batmans arm: So you might be wondering how I got myself into this situation.
