What Do You Want to Do to My Adorable Subordinate?

"What happened?" He-El frowned slightly. Following the arrow at his feet, he traced the drops of blood all the way to the forest outside the village. He-El did not immediately give chase. Instead, he looked up at a scrawny Urahara Organization lackey and asked in a cold, detached tone. This little nobody had brought He-El food before, so He-El remembered him somewhat. Among the crowd that kept their distance, feared him, and dared not meet his gaze, this unfortunate fellow had been singled out by He-El to answer the question.