14:30 p.m. Half an hour left until the bomb explodes.

“Why didn't you tell me?!” Clark asks angrily and in a hurry, pulling Batman's shirt. A frown is the definition of worry and anger — his soulmate is in danger and no one is telling him anything? Clark lets go of Bruce and immediately, leaving a large hole in the ceiling, leaves the Batcave. He's going to go find you, he's going to go save you.

You are his soulmate, Clark feels your pain from a distance, he feels your fear, your uncertainty. He hates feeling those feelings, even worse if it comes from you. He has always said that he can't be in too many places at once and that being Superman is something he has to shoulder in order to save humanity itself. But when it comes to you, you are his entire universe and so on.

The Joker has kidnapped you and put you in a warehouse with a bomb that will explode in half an hour, well, now the only thing left is:

14:45 p.m. Fifteen minutes until the bomb explodes. Clark is flying at an unparalleled speed, a speed that would easily surpass light. Everything is going at high speeds right now for the Man of Tomorrow. His eyes become watery from the speed of the wind as he mutters in his mind. “I'm going to save you, hold on.” He doesn't have much time left, he would easily blame Bruce for distracting him, however he is distracted enough to look for blame.

He's too focused on saving you, and there's no time left. Only left: 14:50 p.m. Ten minutes to save you. A total time trial.