Lucian landed in the Detroit Underground Research Facility with five captives. He released his telekinesis, and Black Noir, Mother's Milk, Hughie, Stormfront, and Butcher all dropped onto the metal floor.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Sister Sage set down the documents in her hands. Her gaze swept over them one by one before settling on Lucian's tattered suit.
That battle really had been dangerous.
Stellar Collapse had been more powerful than expected, and he had nearly gone down with it. But Homelander could only have been hurt worse. At the very least, he couldn't possibly recover faster than Lucian.
More importantly, the five people in front of him were all spoils of war.
Worth it.
Cate held Lucian's arm and frowned at Sister Sage.
"He needs rest."
"I can see that."
Sister Sage turned toward the console.
"What about you two?"
"Find them two rooms," Lucian said. "I need to rest for a few days. Don't let anyone disturb me during that time. Contact me directly if anything urgent comes up."
Annie glanced at Butcher on the floor.
"What about them?"
"They won't die."
Lucian knew where things stood.
Butcher had the worst injuries, but the Temporary Compound V was still working, and his super healing hadn't disappeared.
As for the others, there was even less reason to worry.
"I'll stay with you," Cate said.
"No need."
Lucian raised a hand and gave her cheek a squeeze.
"Go rest. I'll call you if anything comes up."
"But your injuries..."
"They've already healed a lot."
Lucian moved his arm. Super healing LV5 really was absurd. An ordinary Supe could have died ten times over from injuries like these.
Cate still didn't want to leave.
Annie reached out and took her hand.
"Let him rest."
"How considerate of you." Cate glanced at her.
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