Under the glow of neon signs, Zatanna paced the narrow alley, her fingers twitching with latent magic. She turned to Black Canary, who was checking her gear, a fierce determination etched on her face.

"Think we’ll find any surprises tonight?" Zatanna asked, her tone playful yet serious. Canary smirked, tightening her fists. "With our luck? Absolutely," she replied, ready for whatever challenge lay ahead. Together, they prepared to confront the brewing storm, their bond a powerful weapon against the night.