(7/15 leave notice: I was busy all day and only got home at nine in the evening. I got heatstroke and a headache, so I'm taking a day off.)
Lights flickered faintly in the distance. Beyond the thick clouds, the outline of Metropolis grew increasingly clear before the two men.
Bane's brows knitted tightly together. Then he reached toward William's head.
"Bane, what are you doing?!"
The injured William cried out anxiously, only to receive a short, cold laugh from Bane. "Heh! Sorry, but I have to go. Before that, though, I can't let you fall into Superman's hands."
With that, Bane crushed William Cobb's skull without hesitation and found the piece of electrum amid the brain matter scattered across the floor.
Having killed him to silence him, Bane climbed out of the cabin, spread his arms three thousand feet above the ground, and leaped.
Bane's fall erupted like a small meteorite on the outskirts of Metropolis. Amid the billowing dust and debris, he rubbed his groggy head and climbed out of the enormous crater, immediately stumbling away toward Gotham City.
He wasn't stupid enough to challenge a Kryptonian's might. Even if this wasn't the Kryptonian's territory yet, he still had to watch out for that super-hearing.
In reality, however, Superman had no time to pay attention to the sudden earthquake on the outskirts. The moment his wife Lois cried "OMG," his attention had been drawn entirely to her.
The farmer in Smallville, Kansas, set down his pitchfork and appeared almost instantaneously in the skies over Delaware on the East Coast.
By then, the jet carrying the nuclear bomb was already within striking distance of the Daily Planet building. Surging air shattered the editor-in-chief's office windows, the shards reflecting Lois Lane's terrified face.
With the situation so urgent, Clark hadn't