<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/TxRLbsD.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Lor Zod<br/>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong>Kryptonian Battle Armor (House of Zod)<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>Friday, August 21st 2020<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>12:20 PM EST<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>The Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Lor picks himself up<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>The Justice League<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The magician's response was not entirely unanticipated, but Lor did nothing to try and avert what the magician did. Lor's battle armour lifted him from the bed and deposited him on the floor in an undignified heap, limbs askew and splayed out. He floated up to his feet, and glanced at the magician with a neutral expression, and then walked away at an even, languid pace. It did not take many strides for the hulking Kryptonian's long legs to carry him away from the magician. Although the handsome wizard still held a portion of his attention - for a time, at least.<br/><br/>The League made their address. Lor crossed his arms over his chest, and dipped his head. This world was not his own. The soil of this planet had not given rise to his people. And yet, it had embraced Kal El as one of her own. Perhaps if his father had turned the Black Zero on one of Sol's uninhabited worlds then a new Krypton might now share the system with Earth. Not for the first time Lor wondered where the<em>Doomsday</em>had retreated to. He considered the words of Wonder Woman, who made it plain that the League asked for the ultimate in responsibility and offered nothing in return. But Lor understood that. Duty and loyalty were their own rewards, and what higher duty was there but to the planet of one's birth and what was owed greater loyalty than the soil of the planet that gave rise to one's people?<br/><br/>Lor was bred to understand, but he did not - and perhaps could not - feel the connection with this planet. Lor looked to the crest of El on Superman's chest. The last son of Krypton: one Earth's most cherished sons.<br/><br/>There was no means by which Lor could possess the same esteem and acclaim. He was not made that way. But it was clear to him that there was a place for him on Earth - here, with Task Force X, or somewhere else. He needed only have the fortitude to grasp it.<br/><br/>Lor Zod remained where he stood.