Raven sat in quiet repose within the T-jet throughout its journey, drowning out the conflicting voices of her fellow titans as she reached out with her arcane senses. Her magic was closely tied to the realms of death and darkness, something of a bond with the powers exhibited by Ghost even if they manifested in different ways. Just as she stepped off the jet, she felt the spike, a tremendous disturbance followed by a jarring cascade of counter energy. The sensation would usually cause her some confusion, but not when she was looking for Ghost, a telltale sign of the grimmer part of his powers.

[color=4169E1]"Ghost is in trouble, and I have him, track me."[/color] She spoke swiftly, without the usual slow monotone nature of her speach, before her lips moved in a familiar pattern, speaking the words of her spellwork. There was a rush of air where Raven had stood before, among her compatriots, as it seemed like she simply ceased to exist.

As the monsters closed in around Ghost, the shadows cast from their forms began to whirl, pooling together as the dreadful chill of Raven's magic lingered in the air. With an equally sudden surge of power, the half-demon burst forth from the darkness into reality. Her arrival brought a cascade of shadow energy which cast the creatures back from closing in around Ghost, and now herself. Many of their powerful forms would likely survive, but it bought him a further few moments to recover.

She simply nodded in greeting, before looking around, gaining her bearings and taking stock of the situation. It would at least be some time before she could try and teleport them both away, not that she wished to do so. With her communicator active, the other Titans shouldn't be long.

[color=4169E1]"Well...this is quite the situation isn't it."[/color] She sighed with her usual dry tone, dark energy already wreathing around her fists as she prepared to fight.