You'll save Power Girl, Supergirl will fight Satan Girl.

"I'm on rescue, you run interference."

You're confident you could beat Supergirl in a fight, but you don't know what other tricks Satan Girl might have up her sleeve, Kara does. Your young lover shows no hesitation in following your call, the air bursting as she acclerates to tackle her shadow double, the chamber echoing with their clash. It's maybe not the exact sort of tussle you would want to watch between two Supergirls, but you still have to put effort in to tear your eyes away.

Flying up to Power Girl you quickly wrap her in your arms, letting your protective aura flow through her and protect her from the pain and damage of being dangled by her wrists.

"Power Girl? Karen? It's okay, I've got you."

For a moment she instinctively tries to pull away, before realsing you offer comfort, not harm, and relaxes into you. Her plush cleavage crushes against your chest, and even in her battered state it is a captivating sight and sensation.

"C-can't believe...I lost..." she mumbles, trying to raise her head bust failing. "C-can't believe... you... have to see me... like this..."

"Just reward me with a kiss when we're all done." You grin, grasping the chain.

With your aura protecing Karen's powerless body, you give the chain a sharp pull. You can feel it scrape against your aura, but it swiftly snaps and gives under your strength. Power Girl collapses fully into your arms, dependant on you to support her as you sweep her up into a princess carry. This is the second Kara Zor-El you've carried like this in as many days, it's a pattern you wouldn't mind repeating.

Trusting Supergirl to hold out, you race back along the way you came, with only a brief warning to Power Girl before you hit the water and begin racing to the surface. You can hear her gasp as you breach the open air in moments, no solar charge to help her survive without air now. Setting down on one of the many small islands that are dotted around Ocean City, you begin to properly check her over. Bruised and battered, her costume is torn in places, one tear sitting along the seam of her boob window, the water that had pooled in her cleavage trickling out through it.

"You're staring." She smiles weakly at you.

"How could I not?"

She bites her lip, nerves playing across her face.

"Were you... serious... about the kiss?"

Leaning in your hands shift, cradling her body as you bring your lips together. Power Girl gives a nervous squeek as they meet, and you can feel her trying to wrap her arms around you, but is too weak and sore to raise them. Your tongue licks across her lips, and she slowly, shyly, opens to let you in. The visit is brief, your tongue lashing around her mouth in an excited claiming of territory before you break away.

"I can show you serious later, but for now I'd..."

You're interupted from finishing (and enjoying a blushing Power Girl) as the water splits before you, Supergirl flying out and landing to join you. With no immediate danger you're able to appreciate how the water is making her tight suit cling to her body even more, her wet hair pulled back from her face, showcasing her unblemished skin, fills in some blanks for your imagination as to what she would have looked like in your shower.

"I'm sorry, she got away," she hangs her head.