@InASingIeBound < Kryptonian corpse hitting the earth.
The corpse of ๐๐ช๐ฅ๐๐ง๐ข๐๐ฃ.
โ...and ๐ killed him.โ
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@InASingIeBound < Superman. But the world doesnโt need him anymore. Because Superman is ๐๐๐๐..."
And then another swift motion; another sonic boom, and a ๐๐๐ผ๐ that could be heard for miles. The sound of a Kryptonian neck breaking. And then a thud at Primeโs feet. The thud of a >
@InASingIeBound < against the scorched ground with a sonic boom. A crater was created by the impact.
Though his beams stopped, his eyes were still red. Standing above the weakened Kryptonian, Prime stood one foot on his chest and pressed down in an attempt to break his ribs.
โDonโt even >
@PrimedForEvil tightly as he could.
This was mercy.
The best he could hope for was that Superboy-Prime would blackout from asphyxiation.
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@InASingIeBound < rage, and his eyes turned a familiar volcanic red as he spoke through gritted teeth.
โ$&%# ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช."
Prime then stood up, held his fists closed tight, and unleashed his heat vision upon his enemy with a battle cry.
The red blast could vaporize a city.
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@InASingIeBound < knee.
If not for the cushioning by his Anti-Monitor armour and yellow force field, his ribs ๐ฌ๐ค๐ช๐ก๐ have been atomized. Yet still, three...no, four had been broken. Prime held his chest with a noticeable wince as he stared down the other Kryptonian. His wince turned into >
@PrimedForEvil knew that if he could cause this injury, that it carried the chance of collapsing the lungs in the process.
If you can't breath, you can't fight.
It might seem inhumane, but Prime would live to see another day.
Endless days in the phantom zone mind you.
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