Forget His Own Head Next
Just as he was about to trash the entire city into rubble, James slapped his own forehead with a spectacular face palm.
D’oh! He had completely forgotten to prime himself up with more of the serum! How on earth was he supposed to tear down skyscrapers with his bare hands while holding back the combined might of all the military forces if, in about 15 minutes time, he was about to shrink back to his old, decidedly non-superhuman and extremely dorky self?
Sheesh, what if the president decided to launch a nuke his way? Try surviving that without impervious skin!
Stupid bonehead, he thought with a rueful laugh as he gently floated up into the air. Now he had to waste another five minutes flying to and fro his apartment at the other end of the country!