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''I'll help with carrying the bags,'' Supergirl said to Amos. She thought Amos frowned. Supergirl heard him while he muttered about being fine. She shrugged her shoulders. ''Fine with me.'' Her eyes settled on the Metropolis streets.
Supergirl started to frown as soon as she viewed Silver Banshee flying across the street with jewelry around her wrists and neck.
After Supergirl flew to Silver Banshee, she elbowed her from behind. She watched while Silver Banshee paused and faced her. The latter's scowl never bothered her.
Silver Banshee was struck and kicked repeatedly. Scowling again, she seized Supergirl's ankle before her enemy's eyes widened.
She threw Supergirl and watched as the latter contacted the sidewalk. She started to fly another time.
Something wrapped around Silver Banshee's foot. Confusion formed in her wide eyes for a second. Silver Banshee's scowl came back as soon as she viewed a tentacle from Reverend Amos Howell's mouth around her ankle. Eyes were on the bags by his legs. He wasn't going to be safe across the street. She opened her mouth to use the Death Wail when a gloved hand was over it. Eyes widened another time.
The tentacle released Silver Banshee and returned to Amos.
Valuables were seized by Supergirl before they were returned to a shop.
Supergirl approached Silver Banshee another time. Frowning again, she attempted to use heat vision when the latter flew from her.
She joined Reverend Howell's side as he lifted the bags. She thought his eyes widened the minute she took them.
There was one smile from Supergirl.
''You helped me with Silver Banshee. I'll help with the bags this time.''
Amos shrugged and wandered near Supergirl.
THE END