[u][b]9:56 AM, December 3rd
Unknown Location[/b][/u]

For a long moment both men stared at the girl in a woman's body, brows raised as she listed off the facts about herself that to anyone else would have seemed trivial, almost childish the way it sounded close to a schoolgirl's introduction, which, really, it was. Then, with a sound that almost seemed alien for their surroundings, The Master laughed. It was a joyous sound, without the faintest hint of mockery or derision, just pure joy at an earnestness that the man hadn't seen in so long that he barely recognized it. He rose, striding toward Karen purposefully as he looked her squarely in the eye. His smile never faded.

"Not quite the answer that I expected, but better than I had hoped. It is an honor, Karen, I can see why you were thought worthy of this power." He clasped a hand down on Karen's shoulder, nodding to her slowly. He nodded toward Clayton, who immediately set to dumping more salt onto the ground around them, drawing a series of those intricate arcane symbols. The salt solidified into a mirror three feet across and six feet tall, standing in an instant and coming a stop before The Master and Karen. The old man turned to face that mirror, gesturing for Karen to do the same. There were at least two dozen faces in the mirror, focus switching between speakers in quick bursts before they all fell silent a moment later. Everyone knew to shut up when The Master spoke.

"My friends, students, I know you are all wondering at the reason for the explosions of power from the laylines. I have your answer here. I stand here with the next wielder of Shazam's power. Karen Hernandez, I recognize you as The Wizard's heir, and I welcome you."

There was a chorus of greetings, deferential, some indignant, a few with barely contained outrage, but all were kept civil when The Master recognized the person as a friend. Whether that would change if she met any of them in person was yet to be known, but Clayton at least seemed just as satisfied as his mentor.

"Be ready to guide her if and when you can, and the other champions when they become known to us. A new time of heroes is upon us, and the dangers to come will be fit to match them." He turned then to Karen, another short nod. "These will be trying times, but I trust you know will be able to meet them. For now though, rest. Clayton with take you back home." 

With that the mirror's polished surface grew dull, and clattered to the floor as the magic left it. Clayton simply nodded and gestured for Karen and Samantha to follow him. He almost absently slipped his cigar between his teeth as he started up the stairs.

"Gonna be a real interesting change in times. Pretty soon we're not gonna be able to keep a lid of this sorta thing anymore. Hope you're ready for it all."