With a mighty flex of his muscles, Clark tossed off his attackers, sending them flying. His costume was already showing some signs of wear, but he didn't have time to worry about that. Between the Tank and the Devourer Worm, he had to make his choices count.
For the moment, it had to be the Tank. Rushing headlong, the Kryptonian met the Tank head on, a shockwave of sorts erupting as the two collided.
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For the moment, it had to be the Tank. Rushing headlong, the Kryptonian met the Tank head on, a shockwave of sorts erupting as the two collided.