The moment Superman stepped into the cube, he collapsed.

Metamorpho was already inside — his mutated body glowing with kryptonite energy. Not attacking. Just existing. Radiating poison.

Superman couldn’t move. Could barely breathe.

Outside the transparent wall, Lex Luthor watched. Smiling.

“Not lead. Not chains. Just radiation,” Lex said. “Simple. Elegant. Effective.”

Then Lex stepped aside… and two guards dragged you into view — beaten, bound, barely standing.

“No—” Superman croaked. “Don’t—don’t touch her—”

Lex crouched beside you.

“You’re going to watch, Superman. Every hit. Every scream. That’s how I break you.”

A punch landed.

You cried out.

Superman slammed his fists against the glass, but he was too weak. Kryptonite burned through him. He couldn’t reach you.

Couldn’t stop it.