The group returned to the Spaceship. Suddenly, Kara clutched her head and groaned in pain, her body going limp as she sank toward one knee.
Bruce, who was walking beside Kara, reacted quickly and caught her.
"Are you all right?"
"I'm fine, thank you..."
Kara gave Bruce a grateful look, then straightened up and asked, "Is this world always so loud?"
Clark had looked concerned, but hearing Kara say that put him at ease. He had experienced the same thing himself.
He explained, "Kara, a yellow sun gives us tremendous power. Earth's atmosphere and gravity are also different from Krypton's, so you'll need some time to adjust..."
The group returned to their base in Gotham City. Along the way, Clark kept teaching Kara how to control her powers.
Once they reached the base, Kara stared fixedly at Clark, the emotion in her eyes threatening to drown him.
Clark felt uncomfortable all over. With an awkward smile, he said, "Kara, I'm not your little brother..."
Kara nodded, looking as though she would believe anything he said.
There was now one more person in the world giving him a headache.
"You are not alone..."
"You... are... not... alone..."
Yang Bo smiled as he watched the television in the restaurant and listened to the voice coming from it.
He speared a piece of roast meat, popped it into his mouth, and said softly, "General Zod came after all..."
Clark looked at the figure on the television, his expression turning nostalgic. Unlike in the original story, he had few negative feelings about General Zod's death. At most, he felt a little wistful.
Sacrificing General Zod alone in exchange for a future for the remaining Kryptonians was a deal even Clark considered worthwhile.
General Zod: "Motherfucker..."
"Yang, are you planning to take these Kryptonians