The souped up blast knocked him back like a baseball ball to the torso and he fell into the building he climbed, crunching through the rooftop. Now the Iron Butterfly was pissed. Sore for days, but pissed. THrough the recent sunroof in the building he started chucking anything he culd grab at her: wall debris, bath tubs, sinks.
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