In response, Clark immediately took a step backward. Her eyes! They were black. She really was possessed. For a while, Clark had really been wishing that everyone had been wrong. That Lois was just fine and that they were all sorely mistaken. As it turned out, he was the mistaken one here. How had he not noticed that she had been possessed? What kind of friend was he, exactly?
A desperate look immediately flashed through the glance he gave Kara. Lois was a definite weakness of his and all three of them knew it: Kara, the demon, and Clark. It wasn't exactly a secret.
But it wasn't like he was going to stand around and let this possession continue. This wasn't Lois.
"I don't have to hurt that body," Clark said, holding his ground. "We know how to send you back." And that was what they would do.