Under Dilos's overwhelming strength and terrifying speed, Kara and Martian Manhunter were not completely unable to fight back.
After being held down by him in midair and dragged more than ten kilometers in a few seconds, the two finally moved.
Both of them slammed their hands down onto Dilos's arms.
It was as though they unleashed power they had been building up for a long time. In that instant, their output surged from tens of thousands of tons to hundreds of thousands of tons.
Naturally, Dilos could feel such immense force. The moment he sensed strength several times greater than his own in his hands, he used that force to pull free instantly. Then, while still in the air, he abruptly withdrew from his extreme state and used telekinesis to hold himself aloft.
At the same time, the two who had regained their freedom swiftly assumed fighting stances and remained at the same altitude as Dilos.
"So you really can fly."
Dilos could tell at a glance that the two were naturally flying through some sort of force field. His gaze shifted to Kara's still-swollen pretty face, and a trace of doubt rose in his heart.
I remember Clark recovering very quickly in broad daylight... Is this woman really a Kryptonian? Her recovery speed is far too slow.
But as soon as the doubt surfaced, Dilos suppressed it.
"Aren't you always going on about fate?"
Dilos sneered, and the scarlet vertical pupils in his eyes grew even more savage.
"If the fate you keep talking about is so powerful, why doesn't it just kill me instantly?"
Neither of them replied. A strong killing intent merely flickered in their eyes.
Seeing this, Dilos lost interest in wasting words. In the blink of an eye, his body was once more covered in