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Schezo can't imagine why his carefully crafted sentence would receive an unimpressed, intimidating-to-the-lesser-man glare like that. Eyes wide and mouth much the same, he freezes in place, perplexed beyond function. Had he not [i]also[/i] been greeted by the outburst from a seething Cole, he would have remained like this.

"...Tch."

That crackle was familiar — [i]too[/i] familiar. Even without turning to see what it was, he knew he'd been attacked with electricity. He could [i]feel[/i] the energy radiating out into the air and toward him, coming from someone nearby. No, it did not feel particularly powerful, but it did awaken a new desire: the desire to not be electrocuted. In the spirit of this newfound motivation, he braces himself, knees bending ever so slightly in preparation to move…

And the world stood still.

His likeness resembles a wave of darkness more than it does a person as he leaps off the side of the desk, landing upright a few feet to the side. Not skipping a beat, he moves again, this time darting between the desk and everyone else. A single fist is raised as he slides to a stop, glaring at his attacker over a shoulder.

[center][h2][color=0072bc]"Dunamis."[/color][/h2][/center]

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A peculiar power pulses from the inside of Schezo's hand, overwhelming the so-called Shockwave that had been released barely a moment ago and dispersing it. What was once a stream of electricity is now no greater than sparkles in the atmosphere. Air rushes away from his immediate vicinity, having been forced away by the sliver of magical ability he'd displayed. Almost immediately afterward, everything calms down, giving him the chance to turn back around and slam his hands on the desk.

"I've misspoken! What I meant to say was—"

Hm.

It doesn't seem like he has to say it anymore. Surprisingly, Luthor has provided exactly what he was looking for! To return home, he must defeat someone, and a seemingly powerful person at that! That covers his demand for a guaranteed way home and then some.

"...Gah, nevermind! You've fulfilled my request already. Where is this 'Superman' you speak of? The sooner you tell me, the sooner I can rid this world of him and his painfully tacky name. If you know of his whereabouts, speak quickly! I don't have all day to wait. If he's here to attack billions as you say, you don't have time to waste either."

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