Fortunately for Kon he was no ordinary person. He didn't know the meaning of the word. His entire life had been generated by the scientists at Cadmus labs automatically deeming him as abnormal. He was Superman's clone. Sometimes it came in handy, othertimes it was inconvenient at best. This was one of those inbetween grounds. Being super powered often meant dealing with super powered enemies like this girl. She had the power of electricity. Or so it seemed to the naked eye. Kon knew not to judge a book by it's cover. He looked like a regular teenager at first glance. At second, when the electricity struck him and hardly caused him to do little more then take a step back it was obvious he wasn't.
"You really don't want to do this. I don't want to fight you." He stated as loud as he could so she could hear it over the angry crackling sounds of her powers. " I don't want to hurt you." He wasn't called the Man of Steel's protege for nothing. All the same he was only a teenager. He wasn't nearly as experienced as Superman was. He didn't know how to end this fight gently, so he kept his eyes open. He would let her have another shot if that's where she was going with this, until he found the right way out.
"Think about what you're doing for a second. All you did was ruin my shirt. And I liked that shirt. " He stated grumpily. His arms folding uncomfortably as he watched her with the eyes of a hawk.