It was time to end this!
His Mantra spread across half the Atlantic Ocean, locking firmly onto Homelander's trail as Josen followed close behind.
His foot stomped an enormous, elongated cavity into the spot where he had stood, and he became a black blur in pursuit.
"Maeve, what's happening now?"
Madelyn's voice came from the borrowed phone. Queen Maeve opened her mouth, momentarily at a loss for words.
"You've seen the livestream, right?"
"Homelander attacked the civilians. Flash and I stopped him, but now I don't know where they've taken their fight. That's what happened."
"Yes, he's Flash. He just changed into a different suit for the moment... holy shit!!"
Halfway through the call, Queen Maeve swore without warning, dropping the phone to the ground in a daze.
On the horizon where the sky met the ocean, a faint line of white surf was racing toward the coast at a visibly rapid pace.
"Run! Get to higher ground!"
The passengers gathered on the beach awaiting rescue heard Queen Maeve's warning, and the quick-witted ones were already running flat out away from the sea.
Queen Maeve herself scooped up two little girls playing in the sand and sprinted toward higher ground inland.
New York.
"Maeve... Maeve?"
Madelyn called out several times. The call had not ended, but after a clatter came from the other end, Queen Maeve never responded again.
It seemed some sudden development had caused her to drop the phone.
Madelyn lowered the phone, her expression grave. Homelander had gone mad and attacked civilians. Such explosive news was enough to destroy the image and reputation Vought International had spent decades building.
She had a feeling that before long, without even waiting for the situation to develop, she would be completely buried under questioning calls from Congress and termination