Getting to the island was usually impossible unless you knew the exact route, and even experienced sailors could get lost forever in the fog. But that wasn't a problem for Zatanna.
"Ayrcsemeht ni ecalp dedulces a ot em ekat," she muttered, and instantly she was in the jungle, not too far from the palace. She smiled wickedly and considered where to start.
While the Amazons did not have a lot of body modesty, being content to swim or bathe nude with others, they still by and large dressed for most purposes. Zatanna supposed that was the first thing that needed to change.
"Sehtolc gniraew etah snozama."
Within minutes, everyone on the island had torn off their togas in disgust, wondering why they'd ever even put them on. They continued to wear shoes and their bracers, as well as any jewelry, but otherwise they were unclad. Every one of them thought it
was odd that all the others had stripped and were starting to get concerned, but Zatanna followed up with
"Tuoba denrecnoc eb ot gnihton dna larutan dna lamron si gnineppah si taht gnihtyreve."
Instantly, everyone who was getting concerned realized that this was perfectly normal. Normal, even.
She looked thoughtful a moment, trying to figure out how to do this slowly and subtly. Then she decided she didn't care. She teleported herself into the palace, where the queen was discussing matters of state with Wonder Woman, Cassie Sandsmark, Donna
Troy, and a dozen of her closest advisors, and shouted...