[As the whole compound shakes, the violent pitching of the floor throws Clark to the ground. He feels the kryptonite shards shift on impact, the burning getting more intense, but after a moment he manages to fight through it. Getting up is proving a little harder. His head is spinning and his arms and legs feel like lead ... he can feel the last of his strength getting sapped by the shards. No more heat vision, strength, flight ... he's powerless, battered, and just about helpless.]
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