[Kurt Wagner: Brony?]

I prefer my horses horn-free, thank you.

The lack of mind beams and cockroaches would be a plus, but then again, good luck finding a roach-free anything in certain parts of New York.

[At this point, with flying and long-distance teleporting out, Zatanna's resorted to the worst case scenario: trudging the swamp by foot. Once again, thankful her boots went up to near knee-length.]