As someone who was used to being the older sister, Kara had every right to say that.
But Clark Kent couldn't take it.
If Kara were an adult, it wouldn't feel so strange.
But Kara was just too young.
No, she was practically a child.
Although she'd grown quickly and was already five foot seven, she still had a little baby fat on her face.
Anyone would think she was cute, not commanding.
"You're obviously younger than me."
Clark Kent could only sigh.
"But I'm older than you!"
Kara immediately grew agitated and told him about the Phantom Zone and Krypton.
This was the first time Clark had heard about it, and he was completely stunned.
So this was where he came from?
He and Kara were both from Krypton.
But Kara didn't say much more. She thought of something and asked, "Kal-El."
"Just call me Clark."
Clark Kent spoke up.
He was used to that name, and felt no particular attachment to the so-called House of El.
Kara gave a little huff and asked, "Can you fly?"
"I can do that too?"
Clark Kent had it rough. He'd never unleashed the full extent of his powers.
So, watching Kara float in the air, he felt an overwhelming longing.
"You're just like me. Of course you can."
Kara simply grabbed him and flew up with him.
She couldn't exactly let Clark try on his own; he'd stomp the Daily Planet to pieces.
Iceberg Lounge.
Li Ang and Frank sat in the second-floor bar, watching the dancers sing and move onstage. Too bad there was no rap or basketball.
"This dancer's pretty good."
Li Ang offered his critique. As a seasoned lecher, he had an eye for these things.
Besides, he'd gotten dizzy from 3D before, let alone 32D. He was