Soon enough, Diana was floating out the window with Steve and Clark, clutching him carefully, was following along behind. Coordinates in mind, Clark led the way as they raced across the sky towards the military installation that held Lois. Gradually, the sky turned darker and darker as they crossed the ocean, the timelines, the harsh wind cutting through some of their armor. But they flew regardless, Clark buffering some of it with his cape as Kara moved in front of Diana to break the wind from hacking at Steve.

The stopped just below the clouds, the trip taking roughly ten minutes. Kara, an irritated scrunch of her nose already voicing her displeasure, pointed down.

"Sand was right about the lead. And the kryptonite. Everyone ready?"