She relished the flicker of doubt in Supergirl’s eyes as her punches slowed, her vision blurred, her limbs turned to lead. Cradling the fading heroine’s chin in her hand, Alexandra leaned in with a purr that echoed off the metal walls. “Don’t worry, sweetheart,” she whispered, savoring the warmth bleeding into her veins. “I’ll take good care of your power. Much better than you ever did.”
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