Amazed to see this strange guy in tights and a cape still standing there
with his fists on his hips, the main gunner swung the laser cannon around
and pointed it directly at him. “I don’t know who this clown is,” he
muttered, “but he’s toast.”
FRRRRRRNNN…the electronic sound got higher and higher as the laser
powered up again.
Superman just stood there, waiting.
BRRRRZZZZTTCK! The laser beam blasted Superman in the chest,
hitting him with megawatts of concentrated energy.
It had no effect on him at all.
“I’d say that tickles, but I’d be lying,” Superman chuckled. “And I don’t
like to lie.”

Chapter 2