Sudden Change, Homelander’s Killing Intent!

"Aaaah!!!" A scream of unbearable pain echoed through Vought International's top-floor hall, reverberating throughout the vast, luxurious interior. When the tall man clad in a skintight dark leather uniform, his head covered by a black hood, arrived with Madelyn—the person in charge of Vought International, whose office was on the floor below— What they saw was The Deep clutching his blood-soaked pants, lying in a pool of blood, separated from his manhood. The air was still thick with a pungent burnt smell.