Marvel had seen the geyser burst, and the streak of blue and read, and already, he was breathing huge sighs of relief.
Because the *MAN* had arrived.
Solomon spoke to Marvel...in hushed whispers, as he usually does...and immediately Marvel flew to where the geyser was. Superman's heat vision had started the process, but it was a crack in the dyke, where the dam needed to shatter.
He flew to the spot...and shouted.
***SHAZAM!!!***
Marvel flew out of the way of the lightning...physical manifestation of the power of Zeus...as it struck the North face. The geyser exploded, and water flowed down the barren mountainside, rolling like a river. It steamed as it flowed...but Marvel could already see the slowing of the lava flow, no longer raging as hard. And for a brief moment, he could breathe easy. There were injuries, to be sure, but the loss of life was most assuredly stemmed.
He flew to where Superman stood, at command center. "Thanks for the help, sir." Marvel said, his demeanor more 15 year old boy than World's Mightiest Mortal.
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