Clack, clack... hiss— Cold air surged from within the coffin-like Regeneration Cradle, spraying out through the gap beneath its lid and spreading throughout the Life Creation Chamber. He-El immediately felt the icy chill touch his skin, making it instinctively tighten from the cold. Through the frigid mist, he vaguely saw the Regeneration Cradle's lid slide open to the side. The shadowy outline of a graceful female body sat up amid the cold vapor. "Welcome to this world, Vivian." He-El smiled, his eyes gleaming brightly.