She gets a visit from Kanote

Supergirl soared over the lush landscapes of Tierra, her keen eyes scanning for any signs of trouble. She had just finished helping rebuild a village in Frieden and was on her way back to the capital. The sky was clear, and the air was calm, but a sense of unease gnawed at her.

As she neared the borders of Carduelis, a sudden flash of light erupted in front of her. Before she could react, a massive **** slammed into her, sending her spiraling towards the ground. She crashed into a clearing, the impact creating a crater. Shaking off the dizziness, Supergirl quickly got to her feet, ready for a fight.

From the dust and debris, three figures emerged. Leading them was Konte, the ruler of the House of ****. His imposing figure exuded power and confidence. Flanking him were two of his stone soldiers, their eyes glowing with a menacing red hue.

"Well, well," Konte sneered, "if it isn't the famed Supergirl. I've been looking forward to this."

Supergirl clenched her fists, her eyes narrowing. "Konte. I should have known. What do you want?"

"To send a message," Konte replied. "Frieden's heroes are no match for the might of Carduelis."

Without another word, Konte lunged at Supergirl with blinding speed. She barely managed to dodge his initial strike, the **** of his blow creating a shockwave that rattled the trees around them. Supergirl countered with a powerful punch of her own, but Konte blocked it effortlessly, laughing.

"Is that all you've got?" he taunted.

Before she could respond, the stone soldiers attacked, their combined strength overwhelming her. Supergirl fought valiantly, her punches and kicks sending shockwaves through the air, but Konte's minions were relentless. They coordinated their attacks with precision, exploiting every opening in her defenses.

Konte watched with a sadistic smile as Supergirl struggled. "You're strong, but you're not invincible," he said. "And you're certainly not indestructible."

As the battle raged on, Supergirl's movements began to slow. The stone soldiers' relentless **** took its toll, and she could feel her strength waning. One of the soldiers managed to land a powerful blow to her midsection, knocking the wind out of her and sending her to her knees.

Konte approached, his eyes gleaming with triumph. "Any last words, hero?" he asked, raising his fist for the final blow.

Supergirl glared up at him, summoning the last of her strength. "This... isn't over," she gasped. "Frieden... will stand."

Konte's fist descended, but instead of delivering a final blow, he grabbed her by the hair, yanking her head back. "Oh, I know it isn't over," he said with a cruel grin. "But you are about to learn your place."

He ripped her costume apart, exposing her **** form to the leering eyes of his soldiers. Supergirl struggled, but Konte's grip was unyielding. He **** her to the ground, his strength overpowering her completely.

"Let's see how strong you really are," Konte mocked, his voice dripping with malice.

The next moments were a blur of pain and humiliation for Supergirl. Konte's violations were brutal, his intentions clear. He wanted to break her spirit, to show her that even the mightiest of heroes could be brought to their knees.

Supergirl's cries of pain echoed through the clearing, but there was no one to hear her, no one to come to her aid. The stone soldiers watched with sadistic pleasure, their eyes gleaming with anticipation.

After what felt like an eternity, Konte finally stood up, leaving Supergirl battered and broken on the ground. He looked down at her with contempt. "You see, hero, this is your true place. Beneath us. Beneath me."

He kicked her aside, her body rolling limply across the dirt. "Take her back to the capital," he ordered his soldiers. "Let everyone see what happens to those who defy the Kingdom of Carduelis."

The stone soldiers complied, dragging Supergirl's limp form through the streets of Frieden's capital. The citizens watched in horror and despair as their beloved hero was paraded through the streets, her shame and defeat laid bare for all to see.

When they reached the central square, Konte addressed the crowd. "This is what happens to those who oppose us," he declared. "Remember this day, for it marks the beginning of the end for Frieden."

As Supergirl lay there, humiliated and broken, she felt a flicker of hope. She knew that this was not the end, that Frieden would rise again. But for now, she had to endure. She had to survive.