Barbara ran forward, her twin tails swaying in the air. The wind brushed her cheeks and lifted her hair, revealing her fair, delicate neck and small, finely shaped collarbones. She moved as lightly and nimbly as a butterfly.
"O wind that guides me, please grant me the strength to keep going."
Far ahead, in the direction of the wind, she spotted a car.
"Oh my!"
May got out and walked around to the front of the car. One glance was enough to make her cry out.
Alarmed by her reaction, Peter got out, and Ned followed.
"He... he..." May shielded her eyes and pointed at the man on the ground, stammering, "Why isn't he wearing anything?"
The man lying in front of the car was as bare as a newborn baby, covered in dirt.
"Did we just run into some kind of pervert?"
Ned spoke in a low voice.
Peter glanced at him, feeling a little suspicious himself. What was going on? Why had a naked man suddenly fallen from the sky?
"Peter, go check if he's still breathing."
May really didn't want to look. The image she'd just seen was already playing on a loop in her head.
Peter carefully approached the man and rolled him over.
"Ah..."
The man woke up just then.
"He's okay!" Peter was delighted. After all, the man had crashed into their car. If anything happened to him, May would be in a difficult position too.
With Peter's help, Banner sat up. He looked around, then clutched his head in distress.
Sure enough, nothing good ever came of Hulk taking over.
He'd lost count of how many times he'd woken up aching all over in an unfamiliar place. Every time, there was a huge mess to deal with.
Holding his head, Banner slowly