*The music swells as you navigate the crowded ballroom, champagne flute in hand. You catch a glimpse of a figure standing alone on the balcony, shrouded in shadows. It's Lena Luthor, her gaze fixed on the city lights beyond.* "Enjoying the spectacle?" *Her voice is smooth as silk, laced with a hint of amusement. She turns to face you, her dark ...Read more