The sun was coming out, dissipating the clouds of demonic ice. Outside a factory in western Brooklyn, Angelica Blaze picked up the Dagger of Ares. A smile spread across her face as she held it carefully between her fingers. She gazed at the blade, seeing an image from the other side of the world reflected in its gleaming steel.

Black Adam hovered above a crowd of Kahndaqi people. Behind him, the capitol building of Kahndaq was in ruins. He held Muzzaf Amadin by the throat, preventing the dictator from speaking.

"I have come to deliver you from his tyranny," Adam pronounced. "From this day forward, I take my rightful place as the ruler of Kahndaq.

The dictator's neck broke with a sudden snap.