[color=0072bc][center][hr][hr][h1][b]J O N - E L[/b][/h1][hr][hr][/center][/color]
[color=0072bc]"Be that as it may,"[/color] replied Jon, [color=0072bc]"Good job or not, Julian, you're not a Kent. And you sure as hell are [i]not[/i] an El."[/color]

Mark Moonrider had arrived at Stryker's, using his Mother Box to send an electrical charge at Captain Comet, joining Red Arrow's projectile in the air. Jon didn't want to wait for the creature on the hero's face to be affected by the attacks; Comet would undoubtedly drop Manchester Black, and given their height – Jon estimated they were suspended at at least a hundred and fifty feet, Comet subconsciously lifting himself and Black in their struggle – Manchester was sure to die from the fall. Jon couldn't let that happen, and luckily, he didn't have to. A familiar face brought a smile Jon's own as she pulled Black to safety with her lasso. It had been a long time since Jon last saw Donna Troy, but he'd always been fond of her, and her presence now brought him comfort in knowing that there was now yet another set of more capable hands than his at the prison. 

Taking a glance at Shrapnel, he saw that the criminal was out, at least for the time being, and decided on what he was going to do.

[color=0072bc]"Red Arrow's electrical arrow and that man's charge are going to connect with the star controlling Captain Comet at any moment now. When it does, he'll fall. I'm going to catch him. You see what you can do to help the civilians and guards under Starro's control."[/color]

At that, the projectiles hit, and Captain Comet began plummeting to the ground, unconscious.

Jon was there to catch him.