<div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/VnuN8zY.jpg?1)</div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/TxRLbsD.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Lor Zod<br/>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong>Kryptonian Battle Armor<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>August 23<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>21:30<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Beautiful Santa Catarina, Brazil<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong><br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Geo-Force, Static, Huntress<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Scientists ran for cover, ducking and trying to put anything at all between themselves and the Huntress's five feet and ten inches of Italian rage. Given that her bolts were now made of promethium, it was in vain. Static's timely intervention prevented the scientists and non-combatants from being super-perforated, although it did not save them from injuries inflicted through their own actions - more than one scientist banged themselves on something as they fearfully tried to get out of the line of fire. Many were incapable of even that, concussed and still shaken from the initial impact of Zod and Eiling. Those with the sense and ability fled the room, and a small subset of those tried to help those who could not help themselves. The better part of the guards tried and failed to engage Static and Huntress, being dealt with by the seasoned heroes. Others turned their efforts to saving the brains of the operation, although that did not spare them the Huntress's wroth. However, those guards carrying away scientists and civilians who came under fire did not let the injuries they sustained stop their efforts to try and carry the injured non-combatants to safety: one guard had a bolt punch through his femur, forcing him to resort to dragging himself along the floor with an injured non-combatant on his back.<br/><br/>Eiling chuckled, and one of his fists went down onto Zod's face not just with the nigh-omnipotent strength of the Shaggy Man body and twenty times the gravity of Earth. It was not that much of a struggle for the Shaggy Man body to stand, and Eiling did. "Big talk, eurotrash." Eiling fired back, and raised one foot to stomp down onto Zod's chest. That stomp sent the Kryptonian through the floor, and the floors of four levels below that before landing in a heap. "Awfully brazen for a silverspoon brat like you to get in my face. You should be down on your knees thanking<em>God</em>there's men like me around. The only reason your beloved Markovia didn't end up part of the Iron Curtain and a post-Soviet slum like Vlatava is men like me."<br/><br/>The lumbering body of the Shaggy Man was turned towards Geo-Force, and the Markovian hero was treated to the sight of its face regenerating from being burned down to the bone. Eiling cocked a fist, but paused before throwing it when he saw that Static had freed Captain Nazi, seeing the blond super-villain falling briefly.<br/><br/>"God damn it." Eiling said under his breath, and then lurched forward, back-handing Geo-Force as he leapt back up to the level above and charged into the main room.<br/><br/>Captain Nazi landed on his hands and knees, breathing deeply and trying to adjust to being freed. He did not have much of a chance before Eiling closed and soccer kicked the Aryan super-villain in the ribs. "Stay down, you Nazi son of a bitch." Eiling said emphatically. Then he looked around the room, saw the decimated guards and Static hacking the computers. "Jesus Christ. Goddamn private sector." He murmured with displeasure under his breath and he grabbed a desk and hurled the thing Huntress's way, and then leapt towards Static.<br/><br/>Eiling was intercepted mid-flight by Zod, who was nothing more than thunderous sound and a blur of black to the members of his team. Eiling and Zod went up, through the roof overhead and beyond. The mountain shook as Zod propelled Eiling up five levels, the hard way. The floor beneath the feet of the gathered heroes shook, and the sound of fire alarms rung down to them.<br/><br/>In the main room, Captain Nazi stood on unsteady legs. He grasped his ribs and was hunched over. His blue eyes moved from Static, to Huntress, to Geo-Force, and back again.<br/><br/>There came an inhuman roar from overhead, and then Eiling's right arm landed with a heavy thud between Captain Nazi and the members of Young Justice. The arm twitched, and the end where it had been severed from the Shaggy Man body smoked and smouldered.<br/><br/>"So . . ." Captain Nazi began. "Are we to fight, or do you wish to thwart Eiling?" The Captain asked. "The data on those computers is largely useless. Destroy it. None of the men who have taken my blood will ever understand the truth of my powers. My strength does not come from a test tube; it is the triumph of<em>my</em>will. They have spent billions of dollars and countless hours and they achieve nothing more than thuggish brutes . . . which are, I grant, useful in their own limited way. All of this will never achieve anything greater than Eiling - a short-sighted bully boy with enough brawn to be dangerous but without the imagination or will to be more." Then the Captain glanced up, and shook his head weakly. "He gave up his human body, and for what? He cannot even defeat Le Petit Prince."<br/><br/>His eyes fell upon Huntress. "You are truly exquisite. I wish you had been born earlier." He chuckled weakly. "What will it be? Will you let me go, or end me?"