able to connect with. Olden was able to impressively fight off the effects of the inhibitor darts. “What's the point of shooting inhibitor darts if they aren't going to inhibit this freak's abilities?” an agent shouted in frustration. Olden used his telekinesis to deflect the rest of the inhibitor darts shooting his way. “Crap!” Agent Hardine shouted realizing the potency of the inhibitor darts wasn’t enough. “Take him down! Take him down now!” he ordered. Olden staggered to his feet and looked around at the agents. They had formed a circle, a defensive measure to surround and trap the dangerous man. “You think a little dart is enough to take me out? You fools should have brought those traitors in to come deal with me. At least they would've made things interesting.” Sand began levitating in the air. The sand twirled about like a dangerous hurricane. Olden’s hands begin to spread and he used his telekinesis to attack the agents. One of the agents cursed loudly as the sand got in his eye. Every one of them, with the exception of Agent Hardine, found themselves temporarily blinded by the effects of the sand. “I’m the wrong one to mess with,” Olden warned as Agent Hardine quickly ran closer to confront Olden. The agent fired off three shots which Olden was able to easily redirected. He then used his telekinesis to lift the agent off the ground.“Have you ever wondered what it was like to fly Agent Hardine?” Olden asked. “Well let’s find out.” Olden added. Olden concentrated and exerted a massive buildup of strength. Agent Hardine’s heart began to race as Olden’s telekinesis lifted him higher and higher. The Post Human flew straight up in the air and forced Agent Hardine up in the sky along with him. The Agent was getting dangerously close to suffocating due to lack of oxygen. If Olden raised him up much higher, Agent Hardine would have been as good as dead. “How much higher do you think we can go?”Agent Hardine was fading, he could barely answer Olden even if he wanted to. “I wonder if you can survive a drop from this far above?” Olden knew Agent Hardine could not survive such a drop, but he didn't care. With no regard for the agent's life, Olden released the hold he had on him and watched as the agent fell towards the ground. With a rapid gush of wind, Jason flew onto the scene. He flew at such a speed and velocity, that the agents couldn’t see his arrival. The agents watched with rather surprised looks as Jason flew into action. Jason ascended to the sky while Agent Hardine descended to the ground. “Got ya!” Jason said to the agent, catching him with ease. The agent fell gracefully in Jason’s arms. Jason slowly landed on the ground and the agent climbed out of his arms. With a bit of embarrassment and resentment, Agent Hardine thanked Jason for the assist. Without warning, Jason sped over to Olden and hit him with a right uppercut to the face. The impact of the punch lifted Olden several feet into the air. He landed with a loud thump. Jason rushed forward and delivered several crushing blows to Olden’s ribs. Olden grimaced with each punch. “Your time of terrorizing these people is over I’m bringing you in!” Jason exclaimed. “Not likely!” Olden replied confidently. Olden looked down towards the end of the block where several panicking civilians were running. He smiled with sinister intent. He pushed his hands forward and forced several frightened individuals to move towards him. “I wonder how fast you really are Jason!” Jason looked at him suspiciously. Olden used his telekinesis and flicked his wrist. The motion sent several bystanders flying in different directions. Jason’s eyes grew big with concern. No one was going to die today, not on his watch, he wouldn't allow it! Jason sped off moving in several directions with a sense of urgency. He got to each individual before any harm could be done to them. Olden didn’t care, his actions were