Kara's Resentment

Kara ignored the commotion above, simply looking down at the food on the ground. She needed to eat; without nutrients, she might die during the next blood or bone marrow draw.

But she didn't want to die.

Suddenly, the ceiling burst open, and a powerful blast of air swept in, instantly blowing away the meager amount of food in front of Kara, as if it had never existed.

"I wonder if Clark would kill someone if he saw this."

Click! Click! Click!

A flash of white light.

Kara turned her head to look.

On the broken metal floor stood a tall man.

Wearing a black suit with gold patterns, his well-defined muscles were clearly visible, and his chest featured an "S" made of gold stripes!

Upon seeing the golden "S" symbol, Kara's previously lifeless eyes lit up with a faint light, and she struggled to walk over.

"Ah... ah..."

Because she hadn't spoken for so long, Kara's throat was dry and rough, as if it had been sanded, making even the most basic sounds incredibly difficult.

She staggered over and threw herself into Kino's arms. Her hands trembled as she gently stroked the "S" symbol on Kino's chest, her fingertips lightly caressing it, as if trying to confirm that what she was seeing was not a hallucination caused by extreme weakness and longing.

"Ka... Carl... Ka... La... Protect..."

His voice was hoarse and unpleasant.

Kino looked at the woman in front of her, whose hair was dry and unkempt, whose face was as ugly as a skull, but whose eyes were like those of a lioness looking at her cubs, full of protectiveness.

She's mistaking you for Clark.

Yes, it's obvious.

[What would she do if I told her you weren't her cousin and that he was dead?]

He'll probably die.

Obsession is such a strange thing; it can make a child endure more than a decade of pain and torment.

But the moment she disappears, Kara will lose her support and die.

"I'm not... afraid... Kala... protection..."

A small hand gently touched Kino's hair, Kara comforted Kino, mimicking how her mother looked in her memory.

I've completely forgotten the scene of someone crashing through layers of floorboards.

Forget it, I'll pretend to be his cousin for a while, then give him back to Clark later.

"Cousin, I've come to take you home."

Kino scooped Kara up in a princess carry. The moment he touched her, she felt how light she was. He tightened his grip and could feel her bones.

"Home?"

Kara instinctively wrapped her arms around Kino's neck, her expression a mixture of confusion and anticipation.

This simple word carried so much longing and yearning in her heart—a place that was both unreachable and incredibly warm.

"That's right, go home."

Kino carried her to the ground.

A large number of heavily armed soldiers had already gathered on the ground, and various deadly weapons gleamed coldly in the sunlight.

"Put the woman down from your arms, immediately!"

A commander shouted, and with his command, all weapons were aimed at Kino in the sky, as if he would be riddled with bullets if he made the slightest move.

"This is also an alien, one of this woman's kind. He can fly. Capture him alive, I want him alive."

An old man in a white coat shouted excitedly.

Kino ignored them and looked at Kara in his arms. Under the sunlight, her muscles gradually became fuller, her dry hair regained its shine, and she even slowly flew into the air, leaving Kino's embrace.

"Ah... ah... Carl, don't leave me!"

Kara screamed in terror, her voice filled with fear and helplessness.

She clung tightly to Kino's neck, her arms so strong they could snap steel.

It seemed that only in this way could they grasp this hard-won warmth and hope.

"Don't be afraid, relax, and let your instincts guide you."

Kino patiently taught her to adapt to her new abilities, Kara slowly descended, returning to Kino's embrace.

This scene was clearly seen by everyone below.

"It's the sun, the sun is the key!"

The old man finally understood the alien's true code.

"Shoot them down, whether they live or die doesn't matter."

A Rocket was fired.

Before Kino could make a move, Kara loosened her arms around his neck.

In mid-air, she gently waved her hand, and the fiercely attacking Rocket was instantly blown apart, turning into a dazzling burst of fire, with metal fragments falling like raindrops.

Kara's golden hair flew through the air, and her eyes glowed red.

"Don't touch Carl!"

Bang bang bang--

Countless bullets, Rocket, and shells engulfed Kara.

But the next second, a blazing red light shone on the ground, sweeping across several soldiers at an extremely fast speed.

His body was then torn into several pieces by the Heat Vision, and blood splattered everywhere.

Kara didn't stop; an endless rage burned within her, and the flames of revenge drove her mad.

A dive bomber slammed directly into the tank.

The thick tank turret was smashed flat as if it were made of paper. The soldiers inside didn't even have time to scream before they were crushed into mincemeat by the terrifying force.

Immediately afterward, Kara flashed into the distance and appeared in front of a group of soldiers who were firing wildly with assault rifles. The bullets didn't even leave a mark on her skin.

She clapped her hands, and a powerful Havok spread outwards from her.

The soldiers were sent flying like leaves swept up by a gale, crashing into the surrounding buildings with dull thuds.

For a moment, cries and screams mingled together.

Some soldiers chose to drop their guns and run away; this monster was simply impossible to defeat.

But Kara chased after them and didn't let a single one escape.

"This... this is impossible!"

The old man in the white coat watched the scene unfold with a mixture of fear and excitement.

The terror stemmed from the fact that the woman, whom they had allowed to conduct experiments with by drawing blood over the past few years, had been exposed to the sun for less than a minute and yet possessed such power.

The excitement stemmed from the possibility that if he survived, injecting blood from the lab might grant him similar power.

Thinking about all this, the old man did not run away like the soldiers, but chose to return to the laboratory.

"Quickly, launch the missiles! We must stop her!"

The old commander shouted hysterically.

Following his command, several surface-to-air missiles, trailing long plumes of flame, were fired toward Kara.

Seeing this, Kara's lips curled up slightly, revealing a disdainful sneer. She knew that the human in front of her was very weak.

She pushed off the ground with both feet, propelling herself towards the missile at an even greater speed.

To everyone's astonishment, she actually grabbed both missiles with her bare hands, then swung them back the way they came.

"Boom!" Two loud explosions rang out as the vehicle that launched the missile was blown into the air by its own missile, sending flames soaring into the sky and debris flying everywhere.

Kara turned in mid-air, looked at the old man in the white coat, and sprinted down in front of him.

The old man in the white coat was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, his legs trembling, and his crotch was soaked.

"No, don't kill me! I was wrong, I was wrong!" he cried out hoarsely, his face filled with terror.

"You will pay the price for everything you have done to me."

Kara's voice was devoid of emotion, and the fiery red light in her eyes shone forth once more.

With a muffled thud, the old man's headless body fell straight to the ground, blood gushing out from his neck like a fountain, quickly spreading across the ground to form a gruesome pool of blood.

Kara then turned her gaze to the remaining people, vanished from the spot, and began the Carnage.

If she initially acted only because those people attacked Kino, now, the resentment that had been building up in her heart for over a decade has completely erupted. She wants to use the blood of these people to wash away the pain she has suffered.