The villain caught her gently before she hit the ground, lowering her with surprising care. “Orders are orders,” the voice behind the mask murmured as the energy field subsided. Supernova’s eyelids fluttered, confusion and defiance flickering across her face before the world dimmed around her. As the storm raged overhead, the villain lifted her effortlessly, a dark silhouette carrying the city’s fallen light into the shadows — not out of cruelty, but obedience to someone even more powerful.
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