"Lynn, where did you find someone that powerful? Wh-what's his background?"
As a half-lone wolf, Constantine always ended up alone whenever he joined a team. He had suffered injuries like having his arm dislocated and reset more times than he could count.
So he did not care about that at all.
Compared to the pain Lynn brought him, he cared far more about everything concerning that red cape.
Lynn called him Superman, and Constantine thought the name fit him perfectly.
"Him?"
Lynn soothed the somewhat numb Kitty while pulling all sorts of things from his spatial pouch.
Kitty did not know whether it was unlucky or fortunate. Although both Constantine and Lynn had suffered terribly in this battle, with their financial losses and physical pain reaching new heights since their debuts, Kitty had merely been frightened.
It could not understand why that ugly demon had grabbed it and placed it on its head. Kitty only remembered summoning a demon when it curled up inside the box, only for that horned demon to chew it up immediately.
Clark had finally arrived, only for Kitty's temporary "mount" to be knocked out from beneath its paws like a hockey puck. Clark did not even catch it before directly starting to chat with Lynn and the others.
Honestly, if Lynn were not sitting beside it right now, Kitty might have thought this was another illusion arranged by a demon.
Thinking of that, Kitty secretly bit Lynn and got a hard slap in return.
Now it could confirm that this was real.
Lynn did not care about being bitten. Kitty had clearly been frightened. Anyone who kept cats knew this was a stress reaction.
Still stroking Kitty's fur, Lynn answered Constantine's questions intermittently.
"Superman? He's a good friend of mine. I've known him since