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Fire. It would have to be fire. The one weakness of all Martians, that would steal the strength from their limbs and threaten to tear their minds apart. Faced with a city in flames and a creature of that size, there were very few of his people who would have lasted very long at all.

But J'onn had been on Earth for almost sixty years. Flames could still catch him off guard, still weaken him if he was taken unaware, but if he was able to steel himself, he could resist its crackling allure, guard against the terrible weakness that threatened his life.

He knew this creature, knew that where there was one, there would be others. It was a creature like this, and its six brothers, that had brought the League together for the first time. The threat to the Earth could be dire indeed, and J'onn would not falter in his guardianship of this world and its people.

He took off, moving faster and faster, circling the creature time and time again. He was not the Flash, but he was certainly as fast as Diana or Clark. Faster and faster he went, spiraling up and down the length of the creature.

He stopped after what seemed like an eternity. Its flames snuffed from lack of oxygen, the creature collapsed like a rag doll.

This is not the last of them, he reflected. But how to find the rest...?