Dreadful Day SG

Supreme Girls slams into the cold steel wall hard enough to spiderweb the plating behind her, the impact echoing through Dr. Dread’s laboratory in a metallic thunderclap. Before she can push off and recover, the Dreadbot is already there—its massive, piston-driven arm pinning her in place with crushing precision. The hum of its power core vibrates through her body as she strains against it, every muscle flexing with incredible force. She has shattered asteroids, halted collapsing structures, flown through the heart of solar storms—but the machine does not yield. Its grip tightens with cold calculation, adapting to her strength, countering every attempt she makes to break free. Her teeth grit as she pushes harder, muscles trembling as her power surges, then flickers. A faint, sickly energy pulses from the wall behind her, seeping into her body, dulling her strength like a fading star.