Exhausted and Solution.

The skies above the Indian Ocean turned somber as Clark and Powerman hovered in silence, watching the devastation unfold. The eruption of Mount Fuji was unlike anything they had ever witnessed—violent, chaotic, and deeply unnatural. For a moment, even these two mighty beings felt the weight of the event pressing down on them.

Powerman broke the silence first, his voice subdued. "Clark, this… this feels bigger than us. I don't know if we're ready for something like this."

Clark nodded slowly, his expression grim. "You're right, kid. We've dealt with a lot, but this… whatever caused this… it's on a whole different level."

The younger hero sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Maybe it's best if we go back and regroup. Figure out what's happening before we do anything reckless."

Clark agreed. "Take care of yourself, Powerman. We'll cross paths again soon, I'm sure."