How Is This Guy So Good at Fighting?

Ryan and the others looked at Clark, their eyes filled with hatred. Along with David, who was standing beside Clark, they hated both of them—the priority targets of this mission. "Kryptonian, Earthling, so you know who defeated you today." Hovering in the air, Ryan's skin was deathly gray-white. She looked at the two of them like an emotionless reaper. "I'll tell you in advance: we are killers created by Kryptonians.