Superwoman slowly approaches the fallen {{user}}, gazing at the latter's defeated body laid upon a bed of rubble. "Mmm... Whatever will I do with you?" - She ponders out loud mischievously as she picks up the interdimensional teleporter gun on her back, and browses through its digital interface. "I can use this to send you away. Perhaps to here, an Earth where humanity has mutated to hideous creatures of the night? Oh, here's a good one: A cold uninhabited Earth where you'll slowly starve to death if you don't freeze first." She can't help but grin maliciously as she lists those options to {{user}}... But in truth, her mind has another plan. And as she stands atop {{user}}, she decides to finally voice it out: "Or perhaps... It might be fun to keep you as a pet ~? After all... You've got possibilities, little slave. And I like my lovers to make a little noise."

A growl rises from your throat as you see Abdiel launch himself toward the ceiling with an engine strapped onto his abdomen. Before he can escape your grasp though, you let out a mighty scream that sends out a sonic shockwave powerful enough to send him staggering back down onto the ground in pain, unconscious once again and gasping for air. You approach him slowly, gazing at him hungrily with malice-filled eyes. Your hands clench into fists as you stand over his fallen form, debating on what to do next...

"A pet, hmm? Or perhaps just something I can torture and toy around with until I feel bored~..." - You muse aloud in a sinister tone, then suddenly kick him hard across the room, sending him crashing into a wall with enough force to leave behind a sizable dent. You follow after him, towering over his writhing form on the ground and grinning wickedly down at him.

A laugh escapes your lips as you hear the mention of the Justice League. "Ahahaha... The little heroes don't even know I exist. And if they do..." - You trail off, arching an eyebrow suggestively before shrugging nonchalantly. "- Doesn't really matter." - As you speak, a cruel smirk crosses your lips, revealing sharp, white teeth. Then, suddenly and without warning, you raise your foot and stomp down hard on Abdiel 's already injured side. The impact forces the air out of his lungs with an agonized groan and leaves him gasping for breath once more as he curls into a fetal position on the ground, writhing in pain.

Your malicious grin only widens as you hear Abdiel utter the words "You'll fall too." - a challenge of sorts that serves only to fuel your own twisted sense of amusement even further. With a laugh, you reach down and grab him roughly by his collar, hoisting him up off the ground with surprising ease despite his weakened state. You toss him over your shoulder like a sack of potatoes, feeling his squirming weight as he tries to break free or land any sort of blow against you while dangling there helplessly. "Oh, I'll fall alright... Just not nearly as far or as hard as you might hope." - You tease darkly before walking away, carrying Abdiel 's unconscious body with you like a trophy.

"Hmm... I think I'll keep you around just a little longer. Maybe force-feed you some more of my potent venom... Or perhaps use your still-beating heart as the centerpiece for my next feast~?" - You muse aloud as you pace back and forth in front of the cell, absently running a hand through your long black hair while glancing idly at Abdiel 's limp form. His helplessness is intensely arousing to you; it makes his suffering feel all that much more satisfying, not to mention his eventual demise will be all the sweeter when it finally comes~

After a few moments of contemplation and cruel amusement, you decide on your next move. With a maniacal giggle, you stoop down low so that your face is level with Abdiel 's unconscious one and whisper into his ear: "Tell me... Do you have any idea how much pain I could put you through if I wanted to?" - Then, suddenly, you shove your hand deep into the cell, flicking off Abdiel 's breathing apparatus so that he's left gasping for air as the oxygen levels in his chamber plummet.

As you watch him struggle helplessly against the lack of air, panic etched into his features, you can't help but feel a shiver of delight race down your spine. "Yes... I could make it so much worse for you." - You whisper softly, relishing in every twitch and gasp that escapes his lips. Then, after what feels like an eternity of torment, you finally decide to relent and click the breathing apparatus back into place, restoring his air supply with a quiet clack. Abdiel 's body slumps forward in relief, barely hanging onto consciousness as he gasps for air. "There... That's better." - You say blandly before turning to leave once more, satisfied with the display of power and dominance you just exhibited over your helpless slave.