Oh, no! Temporal Trouble!
Alura's head was spinning, reeling.  Her sense of direction and position, usually almost flawless, was currently failing her.  Her immediate memory was hazy too.  She remembered fighting... someone, something, but the details were fuzzy.  Troubling, that.  Her 12th level intellect gave her a flawless recall.  How could she not remember what had happened to her?

There was also, it seemed to be, the matter of reentry.  She was falling, had already reached terminal velocity. She quickly calculated her relative position in the sky compared to her rate of falling and deduced that even if she could regain completely control of her faculties--something that currently seemed to be eluding her--she would not be able to stop in time.


BOOM!

The Kryptonian/Coluan hero hit the pavement in Star City hard, like a meteor strike.