Harley, her white skin covered in dust, was the first to climb to her feet and help Diana untie the lasso. Then the two women helped Kara up, her face tinged green. The three of them stood by the broken factory window, watching the direction in which the skeleton had vanished.
There was not much to see, really—only dense clusters of towering buildings and countless neon lights. The so-called factory was also part of this high-tech city. Everyone in this numb city was being controlled by something, playing their assigned roles.
"Shouldn't we chase him now?"
Kara was in terrible condition, yet she was still focused on the mission. She wanted to fly after him immediately too, but the aftereffects of the Kryptonite spray were too severe.
There were many kinds of Kryptonite Weapons, and those taken internally were often stronger than those used externally.
Once the Kryptonite solution made into a spray was inhaled, it entered the bloodstream through the alveoli. Even though Kryptonians possessed an extremely fast metabolism, Kryptonite elements damaged the metabolic system, leaving Kryptonians weakened for a long time.
It was not as though it caused any major injury. It merely made breathing difficult, caused dizziness and nausea, and robbed one of the ability to fight.
"No need. Brother Eye will monitor his movements. Did you see that drone?" Harley answered, gently patting Kara's back and helping her catch her breath. "But what about you, darling? How are you feeling now? Craving anything sour? Heehee!"
There really was a drone passing through the night sky. It looked like a little television with a bamboo-copter stuck into its top, quite a retro design. A red eye symbol was displayed on its screen, clearly marking its ownership.
Kara dry-heaved again and made a black-question-mark face. She did not