They tied her unto the Crux as she struggled. She tried mumbling behind the cloth which was wrapped over her mouth. She wanted to let him know the truth. She stared at him hoping he could read the message in her eyes, but Mark did not seem to understand, he didn't care.
It was time. They had searched, slaughtered and waited for the purest of all to lift the curse that was on Krypton till that day.

The sky as bright as the sun itself,could not be looked upon. The Sun was breaking through the atmosphere, and time here seemed to be in it's final moments.
Every other procedure was successfully carried out but one more thing was to be done.
Mark was summoned, though he had dwelled with them all his life he believed this was just a Myth. Stripped naked with detailed instructions, he approached the crux with a dagger in his hands.
Darkness flashed,blood on the crux.
Mark was on his knees,he was part of the key.
The fire that consumed them finally brought balance to Krypton.