Inside the inn, the innkeeper has found Uncle Bevan's diary and hands it to Chloe. Chloe thumbs through it, then says, "I don't suppose you read Gaelic?" Why, as a matter of fact, she does! She takes the diary and reads: "'We banished her soul with blood and flame, then burned her body so her spirit could not walk again.'" Chloe thinks about it for a second, then figures that they're supposed to close the portal with fire. She hacks the canvas out of the frame and tosses it into the fireplace. Siobhan's painted face burns. In the woods, Clark is still reeling from being wailed on. Siobhan approaches and lets out another scream, but she's suddenly enveloped in flames. She screams and flails, then the fire billows out and burns her away. All that's left are a few smoldering embers on the ground. Commercials.

Luthor mansion. Zod and Tess are lying in bed, indulging in a little post-coital chit-chat. "You're remarkable," Zod coos at her. "Beautiful, strong... able to spar with me on an equal footing." He thinks she's "almost Kryptonian." The red satin sheets are down to his waist, showing a big honking tattoo on his back. It's a Kandorian symbol, but not his name. He wants to know how Tess weakened him in the barn. She shrugs and smiles coyly at him. "You have your secrets and I have mine." She says they're even. He says, not in a threatening tone, that he'll do anything to protect his power. She says few could stop him. "Which is why the knowledge you have is so valuable," he says. She assures him they're on the same side. He mentions his "competition." Tess lightly touches the side of his face, and says, "If you're referring to Clark, you have met your match, but he's not your competition." Clark is one of them, she says. Zod points out that, thanks in part to the Daily Planet and Lois, the "Blur" has become the new messiah. "Now, I may be able to fly," he says, "but the world would willingly follow him on foot." Which is a good thing, I guess, since Clark is still as flightless as an emu. Tess teases that Zod is jealous. Zod doesn't deny it. Instead, he wants to know what gives Clark that power and what will take it away. Tess smiles, but says nothing. Zod knows she'll never tell him. She kisses him on the lips before getting up to slip on a robe. She looks back at him. "Information is also power," she says, but you understand that better than anyone." I can't tell if she's challenging him to find out on his own or just taunting him. Either way, he lies there looking pissed.