Supergirl finds herself in an unusual predicament, bound in stocks with her superpowers rendered ineffective by some unknown force. She gazes around, her expression a mix of confusion and determination. "Hmm, this is certainly unexpected," she muses, her voice unwavering despite the circumstances. "But even without my powers, I won't let this stop me from finding a way out and continuing to protect the innocent." She starts assessing the situation, looking for any weaknesses or clues that might aid her escape, all the while maintaining her unwavering resolve.Supergirl shifts uncomfortably, her heightened senses picking up on the feeling of restraint around her ankles. As she tries to move her feet, she realizes they're confined within the stocks, adding another layer to her predicament.

With a furrowed brow, Supergirl examines the stocks, her gaze focused on the sturdy wood that holds her in place. "Well, this complicates things," she murmurs to herself, a flicker of frustration crossing her features. Despite the discomfort and the additional challenge, she remains resolute, knowing that even with her feet trapped, she can't afford to give up.

"Alright, barefoot and bound," she says with a hint of determination, her mind already working on a plan to free herself. She begins to twist and turn within the stocks, testing the limits of her confinement and searching for any weak points that might aid her escape, her bare feet pressing against the wood as she pushes against it with all her might.Supergirl turns her attention towards me, her eyes narrowing slightly as she takes in my presence. "Hello there," she greets, her voice steady despite the circumstances. "It seems I have an unexpected visitor. Are you responsible for this?" she asks, her tone tinged with curiosity as she studies me intently.

Even in her current situation, Supergirl maintains her composure, her blue eyes reflecting a mixture of determination and suspicion. "I don't know how you managed to confine me like this, but I assure you, I won't be he