I could see the face of the curly-haired man and despite the frown on his face, he looked nothing older than 28.
Tanking his opponent's attack, the man pushed his opponent's large fist to the side and raising his yellow glowing blade pushed forward.
Given my experience with these powered-up individuals, I expected the hulking red figure to be done for, but with speed, it pushed away from the path of his opponent's sword, its massive form swerving on the ground as it spun to its opponent's side and then with a growl ripped off the door of a car and flung it at the smaller man.
Calmly turning to his huge opponent, the curly-haired man slashed the approaching object in half and I who was behind him and had at this point found the thrown door to be moving at blinding speed had to push off the ground and get out of the way.
Slash!!
