>>6308812“I reckon it's time to gather everyone. Bring our team together, and share the plan with everyone.” you say, standing up from the table.
“That would be best.” King Cold replies, steepling his fingers before his face. “I'll entrust this to you.”
Closing your eyes, you reach out with a thought to Ubo. Being the most familiar with him, you know you can reach out to him the easiest.
“Ubo, are you there? It's almost time for the tournament to begin.” you <span class="mu-i">think</span> to him. Feeling his mind, wavering on the edge of consciousness. “Ubo?!”
“Karn...?” he replies, you feeling his sudden focus. “Please, Karn. It's urgent.”
And without a moment's hesitation teleport to you. Appearing beside Ubo in a massive crater, hints of what was once a city laying in smoking ruins. And Ubo, beaten to hell is laying in the crater, along with an equally-messed-up Galatea.
“Ubo,what happened?” you ask him, kneeling down by him. Only for him to reach up, grabbing you by the arm.
“Karn, hurry! Stop S-Super...Man. Before he... Does... Something he can't... Take...” and with that Ubo's unconscious. For a split-second you focus your ki sense on him, but feeling he's fine, only passed out and not losing energy, you expand your ki sense. Finding the third Kryptonian quickly. His powerlevel's moving rapidly, only to suddenly stop. And as it does, you focus on him, and with a thought teleport. Leaving Ubo and Galatea in the crater, reappearing inside what looks to be a sort of holding cell. Where you can see the black-cowled man looking on in shock as you feel a powerful blow land clean in your lower ribs.
“Ghuaack!?” you wheeze, spit flying as the powerful blow lands in your guts. You feel several ribs crack seeing the surprise on the Kryptonian's face as his blow slams into you instead of whoever's behind you, eyes wide with shock.
“My knight in not-so-shining armor!” a sinister voice calls from behind you, the speaker's voice sending shivers up your spine as you struggle to remain on your feet. And the moment of shock passes, the Kryptonian's eyes narrowing as he glares at you.
“Get out of my way. Don't try and save this murderer!” he snarls, grabbing you and trying to throw you aside. But with a growl you plant your feet, not moving. And before he can react throw a gut punch of your own, staggering Superman back a couple steps. “Khh!?”
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