A tense silence fell. Finally, Vexor extended a tendril of light toward the Core, allowing Clark to grasp it. The moment his fingers closed around the artifact, a surge of power rushed through him, a flood of memories and emotions from a time before Krypton’s destruction.
Clark smiled faintly. “Possibly. Or someone even more dangerous.” By late afternoon, the metallic wreckage was being examined by a team of scientists from the Department of Metahuman Affairs (DMA). Among them was Dr. Maya Patel , a brilliant physicist with a particular interest in quantum anomalies.
Clark stood on the porch, his cape fluttering in the morning breeze, and looked out over the horizon. Beside him, Lois held his hand, her eyes reflecting both love and resolve.