I never created Superman TAS.
Amos started to scowl when he approached Supergirl. Eyes remained on the latter as she used heat vision near a Smallville creature.
Even when she brought her fists down on its back.
''It's after midnight,'' Amos said to Supergirl.
''I'm busy.''
''If you're injured...''
''Heat vision. Super strength. Remember?''
Amos approached Supergirl and opened his mouth. One tentacle almost emerged from it to wrap around Supergirl's arm before the creature's tail knocked him down. The side of his body contacted the ground. His eyes were wide for a moment.
Amos stood and viewed Supergirl lifting the creature. Flying. Empty areas.
THE END