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The alien shifted a bit as the ship was rocked by Supergirl. He listened to the villain's monolog without any display of emotion. If he was surprised, he sure didn't show it. Wraith lifted his arm and radioed the team again.

"The villain has informed me of a possible bomb threat on the boat. Please see to it that the area is clear of civilians."

Wraith wasn't particularly gullible. He had a feeling that Earth technology hadn't advanced far enough for the villain to single handedly install a bomb of the magnitude implied on the ship within the time frame allowed. But, just to be sure...

An inky black force field formed around the red clad man, and before he could object, he was being pulled downward, through the hull of the aircraft, and flung back onto the deck of the ship. The bubble protected him from major injury, although he'd certainly be a little shaken up.

Wraith wasn't far behind him. The black bodied alien stepped down softly onto the deck beside the fiend and released him. "I don't know much about you," He said, soft and calm, "But I have to assume you aren't suicidal. You will remain here while the ship is searched." It didn't sound like a suggestion.