"Seriously?" Tonrie groaned, slowly pulling himself up from the ground. He seemed to have reached the limit of his endurance.
"First up, super strength!" Dash announced, pointing at a concrete barricade typically used for dividing streets.
Tonrie eyed his feeble, atrophied hands, "Alright..." he shrugged and took a stance next to the barricade. With a dubious expression, he attempted to lift it, but it remained firmly in place. Dash, however, wasn't deterred.
"What if it was wet? You can move plants and mud due to the water inside them," Dash pondered aloud, then hosed down the concrete barricade thoroughly.
Tonrie, hesitantly, took the same stance and, with all his might, lifted the soaked barricade. To their astonishment, it lifted high into the air, and with a resounding thud landed a few dozen feet away. Tonrie's face contorted in disbelief at his own newfound strength.
