"Long ago, I managed to make alliances with other worlds that would aid me in creating an army that would shake the cosmos. I obtained promises from the Thanagarians, the Daxamites and others who would aid us in this endeavor.
But on Daxam is the /key/ to all of this. On Daxam lies a way to resurrect Krypton, our homeworld. Once Krypton is reformed beneath a yellow sun, we will rule. The Daxamites are an offshot of our people and possess the same abilities under a yellow sun.
If they still exist, they will aid us. But I am not capable of space travel yet and this primitive world doesn't have it.
Are you willing to help, Kayla?" Zod asks, looking into her eyes.
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