Martha steps forward, looking upward, not sure where to direct her voice. "Jor-El. Why did you bring us here?"
"You were taken as pawns by the Brain Interactive Construct, the being you know as Milton Fine. I gave Kal-El a dagger for him to kill the vessel of Zod. Instead, he choose to use it against Fine."
"Where is Clark?" Martha demands, realizing that her son should be here, should be doing something, that this isn't right.
"The dagger is part of this Fortress," Jor-El continues, as if he hasn't heard her. "Plunging it into Fine destroyed all copies of him, but also damaged this structure and released Zod."
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"You were taken as pawns by the Brain Interactive Construct, the being you know as Milton Fine. I gave Kal-El a dagger for him to kill the vessel of Zod. Instead, he choose to use it against Fine."
"Where is Clark?" Martha demands, realizing that her son should be here, should be doing something, that this isn't right.
"The dagger is part of this Fortress," Jor-El continues, as if he hasn't heard her. "Plunging it into Fine destroyed all copies of him, but also damaged this structure and released Zod."