The room was dimly lit by orange light. "Palladium concentration: 89%" Tony Stark stared blankly at the projected palladium concentration data, his face slightly haggard. The reactor in his chest and the projected data before him both told him that he did not have long to live. "Today marks the beginning of changing lives. He-El has returned from the western highway, and his motorcade has already entered 9th Avenue..." News coverage of He-El's daytime appearance came from the LCD television hanging on the wall.