‘ IT’S ALMOST SAD. when i look at you, i see something that could be so great. so POWERFUL. and yet here you are, heaving and huffing just because of a simple training session. you think this is hard? too tough for your already superpowered body? just wait till we get to the main show.’ he kneels before the kryptonian, mask barely illuminating the top part of his body in what seems to be a room void of any other light. extending a hand for her to pull herself up if she wished, the Knight kept his gaze fixed on her, his statue-like composure sending a chill into most. ‘ if you’re WORRIED about killing, don’t be.’ in an instant, his weapon is unholstered and fired into a corner of the room behind the knight, followed by a sharp SCREAM. ‘ that’s what they’re here for.’