Gargavor

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"Finally, home," Artemis sighs, flopping on her bed.


"Artemis, what happened? I heard about your adventures today from Zatara," Oliver asks, walking into Artemis's room.


"Um, well, Dr. Fate kidnapped Alex for the better good of the universe, then Klarion got upset, and we also wanted her back. Fighting ensued, I freed a demon, and Sam stabbed Dr. Fate in the leg. Then, Klarion wore the helmet and promptly crushed it into a ball of metal afterward," Artemis explains, shocking Oliver.


"You know what, I'll talk about this tomorrow," Oliver says, leaving her room and closing the door.


When Artemis opens her eyes, Gargavor is standing at the foot of her bed.


"Ah! What are you doing here?" Artemis asks, jumping out of her bed.


"I thought you understood? You freed me, I serve you, and I'm always by your side," Gargavor says, shocking Artemis.


"Wait a minute, at what point did you leave school?" Oliver asks, opening Artemis's door again. "Who the hell is that?"


"I am Gargavor the Demon Warrior! Who dares enter my mistress's quarters without her permission?!" Gargavor bellows, making fire appear around his feet.


"AHHH!" Oliver screams, closing the door and running to Dinah.


"Did you have to do that?" Artemis scolds, looking at the burnt carpet.


"Sorry, my mistress."


"Stop calling me that. Call me Artemis."


"Yes, Artemis."


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"I understand Dr. Fate is out of commission for a while, but can't you use his powers? You were him. No? Ok, then, who can I call for help to get rid of this demon following my fake niece? John Constantine? Alright, got it," Oliver says, ending his phone call with Zatara. "Dinah, do you know that somewhere in the shadows or space of this house, there's a demon following Artemis?"


"No, is that what you were screaming about?" Dinah asks, pouring a cup of coffee.


"Gargavor, please change into a human form of some sort. Your normal form is unsettling and gives people an uncanny valley vibe," Artemis says, walking out into the kitchen.


"Yes, Artemis," Gargavor says, transforming into a six-foot-three man with pale skin, long platinum-blonde hair, and above-average freaky blue eyes. "Is this good?"


"Yes, but please put some clothes on!" Artemis screams, grabbing her lunch.


"Alright, that's enough. We have to find a way to get him out of the house," Dinah says, stirring her coffee.


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