<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/TxRLbsD.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Lor Zod<br/>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong>Kryptonian Battle Armour (House of Zod)<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>Aug 22, 2020<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Early Night<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Star City, within a Queen Industries Lab<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Defeating the Royal Flush Gang<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Royal Flush Gang, Artemis<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Zod was aware of the flow of combat. He watched the Ace android's fist move in slow motion and it struck him. The blow was something that he could have avoided if he wanted to. The damage was minimal. His attention was drawn to Artemis throwing him the exploding arrow, and he moved at superhuman speed, taking it up. He cocked his head to one side, and and then looked back at the Ace android. Zod turned and swiftly plunged the arrow into the android's head. The arrowhead punched through the side of the android's head, and moments later the warhead detonated, and the android's head was torn apart from the inside by the explosive force. The android's body gave a spasm. Tendrils of smoke curled up from the android's neck, and sparks leapt from exposed wires and circuit ends.<br/><br/>But that was not the end of the android. It clasped both hands together and swung both together, ax-handle style, in an overhead blow that stunned Zod for the moment and saw his back bend. The hulking Kryptonian struck, and his flexed fingers hit the ace symbol on the android's chest, piercing its armoured exterior to plunge within. His fingers struck the android's core, and Zod grunted as he found what he desired. His fingers curled around the source of the android's power and Zod withdrew his hand with a savage twist, wrenching it free. As that hand came free, Zod was bathed in green light.<br/><br/>His skin took on a pallor and he began to sweat as the green light washed over him. Zod was keenly aware of the damage that the radiation was causing him - he could feel his cells exploding, dying innumerably as he was exposed to the effects of the green Kryptonite. The android fell back, its limbs seizing up, but the automaton was no longer of any concern to Zod. The enormous Kryptonian removed one of his battle armour's gauntlets, and put the piece of the green element on his naked palm. He stared, transfixed, by the small piece of his homeworld. The battle armour helped, to a degree, to mitigate the amount of radiation, but it was not completely proof against it. And where there was no protection - on his neck, face, and bared hand, the effect was dire.<br/><br/>And of course there was pain. Such pain. But everyone felt pain. The suffering was optional. This was not the first time that Zod had been afflicted with the effects of green Kryptonite - Waller had tried to employ it to bend him to her will, but she had soon found that the son of Zod was made of sterner stuff than the son of El. She had fancied that a piece of green rock would be enough to make Lor Zod kneel, but she had learned that that was not so. There was no one on this planet - or any planet! - to whom Lor Zod would kneel.<br/><br/>Save one man. Save one.<br/><br/>Lor turned his head to one side, and then the other. This was as close as he would ever come to Krypton. Kal El had not invited him to the Fortress. The<em>Doomsday</em>was gone, and he knew not where. It was only in such fragments as he held in his hand and the armour that girt his mighty body that Zod could know the planet that had given rise to his species of whom he found himself one of the last specimens of.<br/><br/>Lor's mouth turned into a frown. How it galled the proud Kryptonian that the people of this world - hardly better than hairless apes for the most part - sullied what was left of glorious Krypton by using it for such base purposes.<br/><br/>The Kryptonian closed his naked hand and began to exert the fullness of his strength. The effort required to do so was colossal. The pain without measure. He felt his cells dying even as his incalculable strength sundered the bonds of the atoms of the Kryptonite. He bellowed, turning his head to the sky as he cried out.<br/><br/>Then he relaxed his hand, and when it opened there was nothing within it. The fragment of his homeworld was destroyed utterly. Lor's hand was damaged from the act and exertion, but he drew on the gauntlet of his armour without displaying any of the pain or discomfort it caused him. Pain was unwanted sensory input. He could ignore it, work through and past it.<br/><br/>He let out a long breath, and then moved faster than the human eye could perceive to where Artemis and Ten were fighting. Zod grabbed Ten's arm and hurled her ungently into the nearest wall and followed it with a blast of his arctic vision, freezing her to the wall. He then turned his heat vision onto the laser that the Gang was employing to try and open the vault. Zod turned it into a pile of molten metals and burnt plastics, prompting Jack of Spades to scream and leap backwards, landing on his backside. He tried to rise and Zod froze him in place with a blast of arctic vision.<br/><br/>King and Queen were already dealt with by Artemis's arrow, and that left the robbery thwarted.<br/><br/>Still looking pale and with a sheen of sweat coating his severe features, Zod looked over at Artemis. The bruising was beginning to show on his face from where the Ace android had struck him. The big Kryptonian could feel some cells continue to die, too far gone to recover even now that the Kryptonite exposure was terminated. Some others were beginning an arduous healing process.<br/><br/><strong>"I have no means of contacting the police of Star City."</strong>Zod said. It was an oversight on his part - it was not something he concerned himself with when he operated in Blüdhaven - the police force there was largely corrupt and Zod was not interested in arresting criminals there, but rather, to make remaining so painful that they left town. To his credit, he had succeeded with Intergang and some other organized crime syndicates, but there was much more work to be done.