Consciousness returned at once.
Peter Glaston wasn't so lucky.
Even as Jenny watched, her vision misted by tears, Peter's voice tailed away and died. The
recognition in his eyes faded abruptly, to be replaced by a look that begged for help.
"Peter!" Forgetting her horror, Jenny gave a sob and started forward, but Cassandra's arm tightened
around her waist and held her back.
There was nothing they could do as the Stone King regained control. Somewhere deep inside his own
mind, Peter Glaston's consciousness began to break apart. Stray thoughts and memories seemed to
explode into oblivion as Peter Glaston was finally obliterated.
Forever.
The Stone King regarded the women as if they were laboratory animals. His eyes burned deep into
them, seeming to strip away all the layers of civilization until their souls were laid bare before him.
Then he turned away. They no longer mattered. They were insignificant specks, not worth killing.
Waiting to face him was the Justice League