"To paint the world in his own colors..."
"Lothar..."
Gazing at the sky, now completely dyed golden, ra's mind inexplicably recalled Lothar saying those words.
He did it. And he did it over Superman's corpse. The Kryptonian's body couldn't withstand such high-intensity energy explosions and had completely turned into dust within the ruins, settling silently.
Bloodied, Lothar dissipated his Super Saiyan state. A feeling of weakness instantly washed over him, causing his knees to buckle and his vision to darken as he collapsed.
"Lothar?"
"Lothar!"
ra's expression instantly shifted from joy to worry. Icy water currents ford a bridge for her, carrying her to Lothar's fallen form.
"Lothar! Lothar, are you okay, Lothar?!"
ra, cradling the man's body, gently patted his cheek, trying to rouse him.
"Please step aside, Lady ra. His Highness Lothar needs nutrient fluid."
Woz calmly hopped over, pulling out a half-bottle of vibrant green nutrient fluid from its pocket in front of ra.
"What is that...? Woz, didn't you say the previous one was the last one?"
"Three days was enough ti for Woz to re-mix a new batch with existing materials." Woz extended a hand unhurriedly, motioning for ra to pry open Lothar's mouth.
"Then why is there only half a bottle?" ra reached out and complied, forcefully prying open Lothar's lips.
"Half a bottle was used on Alfred and Lois Lane. They were injured by the Parademon legion before I took control of the Kryptonian spaceship." This was also why Alfred and Diana weren't present on the battlefield; they had gone to a safe city to recuperate.
"This won't do, Lady ra, you need to pry open His Highness Lothar's teeth." Woz, who had been fumbling with the nutrient fluid for a while and couldn't get it into Lothar's mouth, scratched its head. Then, as if suddenly rembering sothing, it shoved the test tube into ra's hand.
ra: "???"
Woz's plump little hands pointed across a blue screen, and then a complete CPR guide appeared before ra's eyes.
Mouth-to-mouth resuscitation was easier to pry open the unconscious Lothar's mouth.
Woz's expression was serious, its plump little hands tightly gripping Lothar's blood-stained red tail, signaling ra to begin quickly.
The screen in front of ra also detailed Woz's inability to use this rescue thod: as an artificial intelligence manifesting as a robotic cat, its mouth was too big. And, most importantly, its chanical tongue couldn't scoop up the nutrient fluid.
Logical and convincing. At least ra believed it.
She tilted her head, bit off the wooden stopper of the test tube, took a small sip of nutrient fluid into her mouth, and knelt beside Lothar. Leaning down, she kissed Lothar's dry lips without hesitation.
"Hmph..."
ra, her face flushed, finished the first mouthful, pulling away to gasp for fresh air.
"It's no use, I can't pry it open."
Lothar wasn't dead; he was simply unconscious due to his body's self-preservation chanism. In this state, prying open a Saiyan's mouth was as difficult as reaching the heavens in a single step.
"It's not working?"
Woz was clearly a bit disappointed. Even holding Lothar's tail hadn't helped. This ti, the full power output of Super Saiyan 3 had caused far more damage to Lothar's body than Woz had anticipated.
"Hm, no choice then, I'll just have to go slowly."
ra took another mouthful of nutrient fluid, leaned down, and kissed Lothar's bloodied lips. Once, and again. Her red hair beca slightly disheveled from the frequent up-and-down motion. ra's cheeks were flushed, and she periodically gasped for breath, beads of sweat appearing on her forehead.
When the ignored Barry Allen arrived, he witnessed this scene of ra repeatedly performing mouth-to-mouth.
"Wait, His Highness Lothar's tail moved!"
"The nutrient fluid is working, quickly!"
Woz acutely noticed the tail it was holding twitch and imdiately exclaid with excitent.
"I understand."
ra nodded, not bothering to wipe the sweat from her forehead, and leaned down to kiss him. Lothar's mouth instinctively opened, his teeth no longer clenched. ra even felt his tongue...
"?!"
ra's eyes widened, and she instinctively straightened up.
"What's wrong?" Woz asked.
"No, no, nothing." ra smoothed her slightly ssy bangs, her vibrant red curls particularly striking in the sunlight. She held the green cup, ready for another round, two, three, four, when Lothar in her arms opened his mouth, unconsciously murmuring a na. The sound was soft, but it instantly made ra's face change.
"Hela..."
"????" ra looked up, eting Barry Allen's curious gaze.
"Uh... I didn't hear anything... nothing at all." Barry Allen instinctively tried to raise his hands but winced in pain.
Hela Hela Hela, what are you calling for?!
The person's dead, are you trying to summon her ghost?!
ra's expression was grim, but she ultimately suppressed her irritation. With a hint of vengeful intent, she swallowed all the remaining nutrient fluid in one gulp, then forcefully sealed Lothar's mouth with her own. Saving him was paramount; she needed to prioritize.
"Mmph!"
Lothar finally opened his eyes.
"???"
"ra?"
The revived Lothar stiffly pushed ra away, frowning in confusion.
"Hmph... I'm glad you're awake."
"Get up."
Looking at the face that was once again full of life, ra took a deep breath. All her worries were washed away by joy. She smiled, stood up, and extended her hand to Lothar, saying, "Give your hand, Lothar."
"Nutrient fluid? How is there still so?"
Lothar noticed the droplet of liquid still clinging to ra's lips and naturally stood up.
"Would you believe if I said I mixed it?" Perhaps feeling the danger had temporarily passed, ra's familiar smile blood on her face again. Her hands were clasped behind her back, blocking his path.
"...Move." Lothar gazed at ra's face, silent for a mont, then tilted his head to the right, motioning for her to get out of the way.
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