Joyful times always seemed especially brief, while hardship made every day feel like a year.
Carol was in exactly that situation now. Seeing Deathstroke still down on the ground shopping with some unfamiliar girl at a time like this, she was so furious she did not even know what to say.
She knew Deathstroke always had a purpose behind what he did, but while the rest of them had been working nonstop in the sky, he was down there having a good time. It was far too unfair!
Did he not want to save people? Was he not going to stop the Zerg warships from destroying the city? And what about the Mages of Kamar-Taj?
Fine, Carol knew the Mages would not interfere in something like this. She just wanted to complain.
What frustrated her most was that the Zerg army was endless, yet they were too close to Earth. She could not enter Binary Form and go all out, and it was driving her mad.
Carol, who wielded Cosmic Energy, was already extremely powerful. Binary Form could turn her into a living cosmic singularity, continuously drawing energy from across the universe and converting it into extraordinary combat power.
That should have been a good thing. After all, strength capable of blowing up a planet with one punch was always useful, and using it against a swarm of bugs should have been effortless.
But Carol was worried that if she went all out and her punch went off target, New York might not survive.
Having greater power yet being restricted by the terrain, having to suppress her impulses every moment while fighting the enemy—it was exhausting.
"He's still teaching that girl how to kill bugs. Look at what his hands are doing. He's actually applauding her, even though she's so