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Sani 3
The wipes will never die
As Sani Man pierced through the skies, the recruiter’s words echoed to his ears.
“You think you’re so clever. No, I’m not posting this on my blog.” Sani Man said, smirking.
Was I this naïve before I had powers? Sani Man thought. Thank goodness for small favors, then. Sani Man traveled countless miles past civilization where no authorities can apprehend him. He landed in a remote forest on the city’s outskirts to collect himself after countless minutes of soaring.
“I can stay here for a few days and keep moving.” Sani Man said.
Back at the agency, the officers quickly disperse to their cars to call for support; the police would not rest till they capture Sani Man. As the message spanned across the city, the swat captain received it. Surveying the streets, the swat captain picked up his communicator to hear the message. The swat captain is a sturdy man somewhere between 30 and 35 years old, with dark brown hair and hazel eyes.
“What was that, captain?” said one of the swat members.
“It’s reported that a superhuman man attacked a woman. He escaped the officers by flying away, ” said the captain.
“Flying away?! Come on, sir, that’s impossible.” said the swat member.
