Superman’s jaw tightened. "That's… that's a fragment of Kryptonian birthing matrix. It shouldn't exist."

Superman flew in, throwing a desk. The clone caught it. They wrestled, laser eyes clashing in a shower of sparks. That's when La Catrina stepped forward, pulled out a obsidian knife, and sliced her own palm.

Lois punched my arm. But she was smiling.

That’s when the window exploded.

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