> "Understood, Lady Ursa!"
Noa responded crisply and started toward the fallen Clark Kent, intending to drag out information about the other Kryptonian.
But before he could take a single step—
BOOM!
A deafening sonic crack split the air.
A young figure appeared out of nowhere, standing calmly before them.
In an instant, every gaze locked onto him.
That man—the other Kryptonian—Homelander.
> "No need to look for me," Alex said coolly. "I came on my own."
He stood there, utterly relaxed, facing Ursa and her warriors as though they were nothing more than a few nameless thugs.
Not the elite of Krypton's most feared house.
Ursa's eyes narrowed.
> "So, you're Homelander?" she said coldly, her tone sharp as steel.
> "That's me," Alex replied evenly. "But I'm not Kryptonian."
His voice was calm, matter-of-fact.
> "If you're looking for Kryptonians, then you're wasting your time. You've got the wrong guy."
He'd watched the whole battle between Clark and Adara from afar.
From his perspective, Adara's strength wasn't even worth mentioning—
Alex could've crushed him with a flick of the wrist.
But he wasn't eager to involve himself in the squabbles of Krypton's exiles.
He didn't fear trouble—he simply saw no need to entertain pointless chaos.
He'd already killed Brainiac once.
But taking on the House of Zod directly was a different matter entirely.
Noa sneered.
> "You don't even have the courage to admit what you are? Pathetic."
Even Kal-El had faced them head-on, however weak he was.
But this one? Denying his own kind?
Utterly laughable.
Alex's gaze didn't so much as flicker.
> "I told you—I'm not one of you," he said quietly.
"Believe it or don't. Makes no difference to me."
Ursa's patience finally ran out.
> "Enough of these childish games," she snapped.
"Join the House of Zod, and help us conquer this planet.
Do that, or be destroyed with it."
Alex let out a soft laugh.
> "Destroyed? By you?"
"I'll say this once—don't provoke me.
If you do, you won't like the consequences."
Adara barked a laugh.
> "Did he just threaten us?" he jeered.
"You hear that, Lady Ursa? This coward thinks he's warning us! Hahaha!"
Even Ursa and Noa couldn't help but grin.
How ridiculous—a trembling fool daring to posture before Krypton's finest.
Clark, however, knew better.
> "Homelander, be careful!" he shouted urgently.
Ursa's expression darkened.
> "Adara," she ordered coldly.
> "Kill him."
Adara vanished in a blur—
a streak of motion faster than sound—
racing straight toward Alex.
SNAP!
A soft, almost anticlimactic sound followed.
The next instant, Adara's charge stopped dead.
Alex's hand was clamped around his throat—lifting him effortlessly off the ground.
Adara kicked, clawed, thrashed with all his strength.
It didn't matter.
No matter how much power he poured into his limbs,
it was like trying to fight a mountain.
> "What…?!"
> "Impossible!"
Ursa and Noa froze.
Their mocking smiles vanished—
replaced by shock and dawning horror.
Adara—one of Zod's fiercest soldiers—
had been caught instantly,
overpowered without a single strike.
And then—
CRACK!
The sound of bone snapping echoed through the ruins.
Adara's head slumped lifelessly forward.
Alex let go.
The corpse hit the dirt with a dull thud.
Silence.
The air itself seemed to stop moving.
Ursa and Noa stood rigid, eyes wide, breath caught in their throats.
He was dead.
Adara—slain in one move.
By the man they had just mocked.
> What kind of monster… is this "Homelander"?
Even General Zod himself couldn't have killed Adara that effortlessly.
Ursa swallowed hard, forcing her voice steady.
> "Homelander," she said quickly,
"perhaps… we've had a misunderstanding.
I think we can—"
BOOM!
Her words were cut short by a violent shockwave.
Alex moved—a flash of motion too fast for sight.
He was already in front of her.
> "You killed one of mine," Ursa hissed,
trying to summon her speed to evade.
But she never got the chance.
His hand was already around her throat.
> "You—!"
Her eyes widened as she realized the truth:
She couldn't even move.
His grip was unyielding, cold as iron.
Ursa's heart hammered in disbelief.
She'd seen him kill Adara.
She knew he was fast—
but this?
She hadn't even seen him move.
It was beyond logic. Beyond Kryptonian limits.
> He's faster than I can think…
In pure desperation, she fired her heat vision point-blank.
Twin crimson beams seared across Alex's chest.
He didn't flinch.
Didn't even blink.
The beams struck his skin and fizzled harmlessly—
like sunlight against stone.
Ursa's last shred of composure broke.
He was untouchable.
Homelander—
the man she'd dismissed as a coward—
was a god.
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