Too Weak

"Ah, more materials. I have strived for the last thirty years to ensure that as the leader of the worlds' future, that I will obtain all I need. And you say weak things like antidotes?" Maria and Clark had no idea that the behemoth monster still pulling itself from the stones had heard them. 

The deep gravelly voice sounded like a twisted mix of what could only be a monster unable to speak words, and a human that had found themselves sick for years. It just wasn't natural at all. 

"You won't be able to poison the world with your evil. We will purify it!" Maria was not going to let herself become intimidated by this monster. The bloody behemoth was not a monster that she could fight alone, but she trusted Clark. She knew he had not used all of his strength in some time. That he could go well beyond what she even comprehended.