“What do you mean by ‘Help, Superman’? That’s *my* line, you know?”
She holds the copyright for that, right?
Poor Clark. Bad Lois.
*Somehow I hate Lois every time I watch HoL. I can't help it, but I get this feeling that Clark accepted her back a bit easily and that she should have been punished a bit more. Probably that's just me.*
“Ching.” The woman, Zara, silenced her bodyguard with a sharp snap.
Now *that* was something Lois could familiarize herself with, given how she liked to be on top as well.
On top of?
What? Or, whom?
Zara drew in a sharp breath and the man, Ching, was standing with his mouth agape. “Please excuse me, but you said he did what?” Zara looked genuinely shocked.
“What?” Lois was confused. “Don’t tell me you don’t know about his powers?” Lois rolled her eyes.
Oh, so Ching and Zara don't have the powers? Oh...
“*This*-” He nodded to the floor. “-is a creature known as Tez among our people. He is an animal. A vicious killer in the pay and service of Lord Nor.”
The HUNTER?
“Then *you* go find Superman, and *I’ll* look for my mother.”
Oh, so now you're back to putting Superman on the backseat, Lois? Bad.
“No. Lois.” He took in a deep breath. “Save Lois.”
His words must have worked, because the mirage stopped its words, and Clark dropped back to all fours. Lois was safe. That was all that mattered.
Oh Clark!
“No! Get Lois *out*!” Clark drew himself to his feet and reached for the door. The moment his hands touched the bars, he let go of an inhuman scream, the Kryptonite burning into his skin as he rattled the door. A moment later he fell away from the bars as if he had been electrocuted and crumpled onto the floor in the middle of the cage. Then everything went black.
Wow!
Now, more. MORE! MORE! MORE!
