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.