She is taken to Carduelids

Supergirl's limp form was transported through the dense forests and barren wastelands that separated Frieden from Carduelis. The stone soldiers carried her with an eerie silence, their eyes fixed ahead as they marched with unwavering precision.

The journey to the capital of Carduelis was grueling, but the stone soldiers showed no signs of fatigue. When they finally arrived, the towering dark spires of Carduelis's capital loomed ominously against the blood-red sky. The air was thick with the scent of fear and oppression, a testament to the iron grip Brutus and his minions held over the land.

Supergirl's **** body was brought to the main square, where a large crowd had already gathered. The citizens of Carduelis, conditioned by years of Brutus's reign, looked on with a mixture of curiosity and indifference. To them, the sight of a defeated enemy was nothing new.

As the stone soldiers reached the center of the square, they roughly dropped Supergirl to the ground. She lay there, naked and ****, her body exposed to the jeering crowd. The soldiers quickly shackled her wrists and ankles with heavy chains, ensuring that even if she regained consciousness, escape would be impossible.

Konte stepped forward, his presence commanding the attention of the crowd. "Behold!" he shouted, his voice echoing through the square. "The so-called hero of Frieden, brought low by the might of Carduelis!"

The crowd erupted in cheers and laughter, their mocking voices a cacophony of cruelty. Konte reveled in their adulation, raising his arms to silence them. "This is what happens to those who dare to oppose us," he continued. "Let this be a lesson to all who think they can stand against the House of ****!"

At that moment, Supergirl began to stir. Her eyelids fluttered, and a groan escaped her lips as she slowly regained consciousness. The realization of her predicament hit her like a sledgehammer. She was naked, powerless, and bound in heavy chains. Panic surged through her as she tried to move, but the chains held fast.

Konte noticed her awakening and approached with a predatory smile. "Ah, our guest of honor is awake," he said, his tone dripping with mockery. "Welcome to Carduelis, Supergirl."

Supergirl glared up at him, her eyes filled with defiance despite her helplessness. "You won't get away with this," she spat, her voice trembling with rage.

Konte laughed, a cold and menacing sound. "Oh, but we already have," he replied. "You are nothing but a symbol of Frieden's weakness. And now, you will serve as a reminder to all who dare defy us."

He gestured to the stone soldiers, who lifted Supergirl to her feet, her chains clinking ominously with every movement. Konte paraded her around the square, ensuring that every citizen had a clear view of her humiliation. Supergirl's cheeks burned with shame, but she refused to let them see her break.

After the public display, Konte had Supergirl taken to a dark, damp cell in the dungeons beneath the capital. The heavy iron door slammed shut behind her, leaving her alone in the suffocating darkness. The chains binding her were enchanted, nullifying her powers and leaving her as **** as any ordinary human.

As Supergirl sat in the cold, damp cell, she fought to keep her spirits up. She knew that Frieden was depending on her, and that she couldn't give up hope. She would find a way to escape, to fight back against Konte and the forces of Carduelis. But for now, she had to endure the torment and bide her time.

The echoes of the crowd's jeers still rang in her ears, but she clung to the belief that justice would prevail. Supergirl closed her eyes, summoning all the strength she had left. This was not the end of her story. She would rise again, stronger and more determined than ever.