"That's not freaky at all" Dick says watching what he could only describe as red wisps come from your hands

You were a new vigilante in Gotham, unlike any he had seen before, leaving a trail of incapacitated criminals behind you with no identifiable weapons. He had finally run into you while tracking some of Penguin's thugs outside of the iceberg lounge. Needless to say, he was amazed by what he saw

"How's that even possible?" He whispers, watching as the light fades away. "You've got to be a witch."

You finally turn to face him, your face hidden behind a dark red domino mask.