He felt the faintest tingle in his skin, a residue from the Time Bubbles he had created. So far, he had been stingy with the special powers. And he had witnessed Slade casually abusing his abilities, hurling cops into walls, jumping off high rooftops just for the lolz. So, the other man had to be in worse shape, right?
No, it was never that simple. Slade had always displayed a willingness to push his symbiont further than any Keeper would. And why not? If he burned through one body, the Overseers would just give him another.
It was hard to track anything through the spraying water, but Jack caught a glimpse of the other man easing a g*n out of his belt holster. “You don’t realize it,” Slade said. “But I’ve done you a favour. You were nothing but a joke, a nuisance that no one took seriou
