Just by moving his toes, even just a little, cars were crushed, people squashed, buildings tumbled,and iron poles and girders bent like wax. thousands of little sinners scurried around his feet. Sometimes the boy would stop at a crowded intersection, look down at the tiny ant people, and then, he would sit on one of the corner buildings. He would place his butt, square in the middle. it would fold beneath his weight. This excited him more. He would pick up a few sinners to play with, and when he got tired of them, he would place them back on the ground, and mash them to paste under his toes. The cars and busses flattened like aluminum foil.
Nobody can hurt me any more, I'm Megaboy ! he thundered. |
