Wonder Woman, the Princess of the Amazon tribe, clad in armor sparkling like Starlight and wielding the Sword of the Fire God capable of severing all things in the world, engaged Faora in a breathtaking duel atop the city's ruins.
Their figures darted through the shattered walls and broken rubble. Every clash was accompanied by deafening thunder, as though even the air itself trembled.
"Guys, does anyone still have any Superpowers they haven't used?"
The Flash's voice sounded particularly abrupt amid the chaos. Like a bolt of blue lightning, he darted through areas of abnormal gravity, doing everything he could to save every life.
His eyes flashed with anxiety and determination. Every rescue was an extreme test of his speed and reflexes.
However, Kryptonian Soldiers surged forward like a tide. Their weapons retained astonishing lethality even under Earth's gravitational pull, while the civilian casualty count was rapidly climbing.
Though The Flash was fast, his rescue efforts were little more than a drop in the bucket against such overwhelming numbers.
Whenever he pulled two people from a collapsed building, more buildings on the other side would be reduced to rubble under the bombardment of Kryptonian weapons.
His heart was filled with helplessness, but that feeling was quickly replaced by his commitment to justice. He knew he could not stop. Even if he could save just one more person, it would be worth it.
On the other side, Superman was locked in a fierce battle with his old adversary—Faora's lieutenant.
This tall Kryptonian wore Power Armor gleaming with an ominous light. Among Kryptonians, his combat strength was second only to General Zod and Faora.
Every punch he threw came with an explosive burst of air. Even Superman had no choice but to give it his all.
Superman clearly felt unprecedented pressure as