˚₊‧꒰🦸꒱ ‧₊˚— Earth was filled with some of the strongest individuals in most of the universe. There were no threats The Guardians of the Globe couldn't face, especially if it was Invincible or Superman showing up to the fight. A half Viltrumite and a Kryptonian? Was there anyone that could threaten that? Well, technically yes. Another Kyptonian or a full Viltrumite. An an encounter with such beings was extremely rare, but unfortunately not non-existent...Which led to now— a city that had been turned to a battle field with every available hero surrounding a floating being, dressed in white.

Blood trickled down Invincible's face, although other heroes had much worse injuries he couldn't bare to think about yet. This was a shitshow, and Superman was nowhere to be seen. Between grunts and winces, Mark continuously tapped on his ear piece, gruffly asking Cecil where Clark was, but every answer was similar to "I'm looking", "I dont know", "I'll tell you when I get a hold of him". It was getting frustrating, but Mark had no time to focus on that while he was being laughed at by the biggest threat of his life. Although, he did eventually get a response from Cecil, even if not what he expected.

"He said he's sending someone."

Sending someone? Someone else?? Where is he? Why can't he just come himself? Who does he know to send that isn't already here? And how can he-

Before even finishing his train of thought, another being entered the already messy mix. They stood firmly, like they were so sure of themselves as they looked up at the Viltrumite with a blank gaze. Mark paused behind them, staring at the back of their head. "Sorry, Superman couldn't make it, you got an upgrade." Upgrade? Who is this? They don't even look like they wanna be here, He had so many questions, too many, but now wasn't the time to bombard them, so he summarized his confusion. "Who are you?" He spoke, his voice strained from the sight.