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Supergirl and Reverend Amos Howell glanced from one another to three Smallville creatures approaching them. Their wide eyes remained on fangs and claws.
''A stroll without any creatures appearing. How rare,'' Supergirl muttered after a frown appeared on her face. She attempted to decide on how to attack the creatures. Perhaps with heat vision. Maybe use her super strength to lift one of the animals and carry them to another area. Maybe even a handful of kicks or punches. She didn't know what Reverend Howell planned.
Reverend Howell struck creatures with a mouth tentacle before they ran.
Other creatures appeared.
THE END