After all, if this gadget falls in Amayra's or anyone's hand then it can lead to a disaster. But it won't be a lie that Saheed was indeed dependent on this mitt to face and solve all the unpredictable problems that were coming his way.
Time kept flowing and hours passed by, yet Agent S wasn't able to get out of the maze he was in.
He ended up in a room with nothing except for walls and roof. He stares everywhere and wonders now what it is. Before he could understand, some gas started filling the room.
Making Saheed to curse. After all, the gas could be poisonous or acidic or anything. How should he survive from that?
Although he was lost, out of habit he showed his mitt to the wall again.
Boom.
The cloth of the mitt started replicating in speed of light. Before Saheed could get time to digest, he was already fitted in a space suit type outfit, which was creating a barrier between him and the gas.
'So that's how Ironman must have felt. ' Saheed wondered.
