Re: The not-woods
Kara's whisper to her Hel was a hissed thing, hushed and angry. "This is where I want to be, Hel. I don't want to go back to that Gotham, and I don't want all those people. I belong here."
But, then, those footsteps were all Kara needed to start moving.
She grabbed Hel around the waist and, after waiting for the steps to close in, she grabbed not-Hel by the waist. If not-Hel hadn't set the explosives to detonate yet, Kara could come back and get it in time. Superspeed could be an epic thing.
A girl in each arm, and her hand extended in a fist, she lifted off for the ceiling, intending to just punch her way out of the place and dump both Hel's outside for the time being, if need be.