"You've already lost!"
Seeing that Sabbac could no longer fight back, Clark stopped throwing punches. The kindness ingrained in his bones made him unable to bear continuing this brutal, one-sided slaughter.
He hovered in midair, looking down at the dying Sabbac, and called out to dissuade him:
"Surrender immediately and stop resisting, and we can spare your life!"
"Heh heh... spare my life?"
Sabbac knelt on one knee, coughing up mouthful after mouthful of burning blood.
He raised his hideously twisted face, looked at Superman as though he were an idiot, and let out an utterly shrill, crazed laugh.
"You hypocritical alien bastard... you don't understand anything!"
"Do you still not understand?"
Black Adam's cold voice came from beside them, mercilessly cutting off Clark's somewhat naive appeal for surrender.
He walked up to Sabbac step by step, the lightning in his eyes like a reflection of the god of death.
"The mortal who gained that power died long ago."
Black Adam looked down at Sabbac, his voice utterly icy.
"He fell into Infinite Hell, and only after experiencing true death did he obtain Sabbac's power from those Six Demon Kings. If he surrenders to you now and gives up that power, all that awaits him is for his soul to return to hell and suffer torment for all eternity."
Black Adam paused, and azure lightning began gathering wildly around his arms.
"So there's no possibility of him surrendering. And the only way to deal with a monster like this is to deny him even the chance to crawl back to hell!"
The instant those words fell, Black Adam moved.
He turned into a streak of blue lightning and closed in instantly.
His thick, powerful arms shot out. His left hand clamped tightly around Sabbac's left demonic horn, while his right