Superman Returns Xenia Now

"You're not fighting for truth and justice right now," she whispered, grabbing his cape and pulling him close. Her thighs—famous, deadly—locked around his waist. The old move. The killing squeeze. But now powered by alien poison and sheer, psychotic joy. "You're fighting for breath ."

"Xenia Onatopp." His voice was calm. Disappointed. Like a priest who'd seen too many confessions. "The radiation from that ship is killing you. The green crystal—it's not power. It's poison." superman returns xenia

Superman closed his eyes. Not in pain. In sadness . "You're not fighting for truth and justice right

She picked up the note again.

He pulled her from the dark. She woke in a white room. No windows. A bed that wasn't silk. Her wrists were bandaged. Her legs ached. " she whispered