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Zatanna was over at Supergirl’s side in an instant. Next second both of them had teleported to the other end of Metro Tower.
The magician set aside her own grievances to tend to the unconscious girl. [color=a187be]“ekaw reh pu,”[/color] she said.
Gasping for air, Supergirl opened her eyes. Then came the pain and she had to clutch her chest where a world of hurt had been fired at. Nothing but sod decorated her now.

[color=a187be]“Easy – easy!”[/color] Zatanna calmed her with. [color=a187be]“You took a beating, your chest is about 200 degrees right now, but you survived.”[/color]

[color=f7976a]“I feel like my heart is exploding.”[/color]

[color=a187be]"It’s just the aftereffects. You are going to be alright. Just stay here.”[/color]

Supergirl suddenly remembered the imminent danger. [color=f7976a]“Solara! She-she …”[/color]

[color=a187be]“You are in no shape to fight. The others will deal with her.”[/color]

[color=f7976a]“And how much of the tower will they rip apart in the process? Please, you can heal me, I know you can. You …” [/color]Supergirl paused and looked down at herself. A sodded mess. She used her one hand to wipe away some of the filth. Soon her golden S peaked out beneath the disgrace. It didn’t shine much.

[color=a187be]“It lasted. It’s a really good suit you got there.”[/color]

As Supergirl looked back up, she saw Zatanna smiling. [color=f7976a]“It needs to; it has to withstand my clumsiness, remember?”[/color]

[color=a187be]“Alright, Supergirl … alright. Lay down and try to relax. Htiw lla ym rewop laeh eseht sdnuow.”[/color]

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[b]Meanwhile in the meeting hall…[/b]


[color=942d23]“Can someone get her in my range?”[/color] Barda asked pulling herself up slowly.
And what followed was a whole series of distractions caused by Negative Man, as he coiled around and blinded Solara, forcing her to start completely taring apart the hall with her beams.
Her brutality was only really matched by the madness in her glowing red eyes and the bitterness in her voice: [color=fff79a]“Don’t worry about me not being able to fight you all. From now on most of you are going to be-“.[/color]
An explosion of stone and dust erupted from the wall and interrupted Solara. She was caught completely by surprise as well as by the pelvis.
Supergirl squeezed her bottom like never before and forced her right in front of Big Barda. There, both of them hovered for a second before the tall woman made the homerun of the century with her Mega Rod, hitting Solara right in the stomach.
Only the quickest heroes in there were able to perceive Solara flying upwards before another hole emerged in the ceiling. Pretty much every single item in the hall had been pushed to a corner by the trembling repercussions in the fight.
Though slightly affected also, Supergirl raised her thumb and let everybody see, how she, despite recent events, was okay.
Then she was off. Shot up like a bullet and quickly went supersonic just to break the sound barrier once more. Up in the air, she closed in on the halfway unconscious and still flying Kryptonian, but the second before Supergirl reached her, Solara’s entire being became the incarnation of hate itself. Both fighters collided and rotated around each other like a Fidget spinner, while exchanging physical insults like madwomen. However, in all the madness, Supergirl never forgot the techniques she had acquired. She blocked, averted an incoming attack and did the one thing Solara wasn’t use to: Supergirl got close, and stayed close. Got a firm grip on her opponent and kept the elbow strikes coming. Enough to separate the clouds and send Solara into quick comatoses. Solara hardly blocked anymore, and didn’t seemed to notice where she was being taken.

Supergirl landed back in the hall with little more than a washcloth of a person in her arms.
Solara only really reacted when she saw everyone’s faces, and that’s when Supergirl twisted her hand around and placed a tight arm around her neck. A choking cry of pain escaped Solara and changed into a moan of surprise, when she saw what was flowing freely from her nose. So warm and red, just like the mere mortal's. It went down her chin and made spots on the floor.

[color=f7976a]“That’s right,”[/color] Supergirl confirmed and kept the woman's head pointing downwards, [color=f7976a]“a half-Kryptonian did that to you. Guess you forgot: We’re not supposed to be able to bleed, remember? Now, don’t move, cause I’m pretty damn sure breaking your neck will be met with controversy.”[/color] She then looked back at her friends and the armor disappeared, replaced with a sense of relief. [color=f7976a]“We should get something to restrain her. Or… if ya’ in secret got that green, glowing safeguard against me, I suggest you get it.”[/color]