Blades flashed, fists flew.
Diana and Kara covered each other as they launched a barrage of attacks against the strange skeleton. Sparks flew and thunderous crashes echoed through the pitch-black factory.
Supergirl was faster, but the confined space inside the factory limited her advantage. Her cousin was still at Skeleton Man's feet as well, leaving her unable to go all out.
Wonder Woman had it even worse. She could feel that, whether in strength or combat skill, she was far inferior to the skeleton.
Vulcan's Sword was exceptionally sharp. Vulcan, who had forged it, had said that its edge could cut at the atomic level. Anything it could cut would have its atoms split cleanly in two upon being struck. That was the power of a divine weapon.
Diana had been thrilled at the time. What true warrior did not want a peerless weapon?
But after leaving Paradise Island and later joining the Justice League, she discovered that Vulcan had only said half of it. There had been another half that she must not have heard: if something could not be cut, then it truly could not be cut.
She could not cut Darkseid's armor, Brainiac's ships, all manner of magical barriers, or even Superman's skin.
And many of the things she could cut had Healing Factors, so that still did not solve the problem.
Still, she had used Vulcan's Sword for so many years that it had become second nature. For a warrior to abandon her accustomed weapon would have an even greater impact on her strength.
The limits of Metal of the Gods were what they were. Normally, she could make do. Her fighting style had become using the sword to clear out minions; when she truly encountered a boss, she would use her fists or lasso instead,