To be honest, Clyde Martin had used his superpower quite skillfully.
Coupled with the uniqueness of his ability and his own adaptability to it, if Dilos and the others had arrived five or six minutes later, the tornado he created would definitely have reached the highest disaster-level rating, EF5.
If it had really reached that point, then unless Dilos or Storm personally stepped in, no one could have dealt with such a terrifying tornado quickly.
An EF5 tornado had wind speeds exceeding 322 kilometers per hour. It could easily lift large trucks, subway cars, and trains into the air, while anything caught in it would be instantly torn to pieces by the horrific winds.
If a tornado of that level swept around all of Central City, its destructive power would be even more terrifying than a nuclear bomb.
Unfortunately, Clyde Martin's luck was simply too terrible.
The tornado he created had only just reached EF2 level when Dilos brought a bunch of rookies over to use him as practice and thoroughly crushed him.
But so what? That was just how the world worked. Many things simply could not be predicted.
If anyone was to blame, it was him for going out of his way to cause trouble. At a time like this, if Dilos did not use him for practice, who else would he use?
Still, there was no point talking about that now. What mattered was that after the team members successfully completed their first mission, they kept cheering all the way back to S.T.A.R. Labs after Dilos sent them there.
"Did you see that?"
Pyro John waved his hands smugly, arranging palm-sized fireballs into a row of letters that spelled out "ACE." "I held that idiot back all by myself for so long. The future ace of the