The Games of Supervillainy (The Supervillainy Saga Book 2) Read Online Free PDF Page B

minivan filled with supplies and two of the people inside were children under the age of twelve.
    Letting children die due to negligence was in poor taste for a criminal genius, so I snapped my fingers and caused the monster to become trapped in a block of ice a foot larger than itself. It took much of my remaining energy reserves, which were running low now, but was worth it. The family drove off, hopefully not getting a good look at me. The last thing I needed was the police knowing I was back in town.
    “Case in point. There are over twenty-five thousand zombies within the downtown area alone,” Diabloman said. “That is not counting the cultists, their hellhounds, tentacle beasts, mercenaries, and intelligent super-powered servants. We’ve had worse times in the city but not by much.”
    “Yeah, well, I’ll take care of this.” I reassured them, not at all confident about our chances. “Okay, we should be seeing the Falconcrest City Opera House any time now. I followed the internet’s instructions to the letter. I thought it was on Central and Sixth.”
    Cindy said, leaning up into the driver's seat. “No, that was the North Falconcrest City Opera House. We're looking for the Falconcrest City Opera House proper. As opposed to the South Falconcrest City Opera House or the Uptown Falconcrest City Opera House.”
    This city liked opera way too much. “Right, right, I knew that.”
    “Perhaps I should drive,” Diabloman offered.
    “No,” I replied, raising a hand. “I need to learn how to do this. You'd think there'd be a Night-GPS onboard with all the fancy doohickeys the Nightwalker installed on this thing.”
    “ Third button on the right .”
    I pressed it. A holographic map appeared over the dashboard, giving directions to the opera house.
    “Oh,” I muttered. “Okay.”
    “ The car also has autopilot designed to avoid innocent bystanders and road obstacles .”
    “Uh, take me to the Falconcrest City Opera House?” I asked, hoping this worked.
    “Affirmative,” the car dashboard said in a feminine voice.
    “I meant to do that.” I then said to Cloak, “ Why didn’t you tell me about that ?”
    “ I needed you to calm down. You were panicked when you first heard your wife was threatened. If you’re going to face Angel Eyes, it should be after you’ve had some time to cool down.”
    “Devious. I’m rubbing off on you.”
    “ I hope not .”
    “So, Cloak, does Angel Eyes have any weaknesses?” I asked, hoping I could figure a way around the wizard demigod should things get dicey.
    “ None you'd be able to readily exploit. Adonis is more powerful than any Reaper's Cloak wielder and immune to most of your abilities. Bluntly, fire and cold won't affect him nor will you be able to turn him intangible. He, by contrast, will be able to do any number of sorcerous effects . He could turn you to snow, music, dust, or erase you from existence with little more than a few words. Worse, I can’t teach you the defenses I learned through years of studying magic to prevent it .”
    “In short, I'm probably screwed.”
    “ Yes ,” Cloak said, honestly. “ However, he is possessed of a weak mental core. Like all incredibly vain people, he longs for validation and approval from his peers. Present yourself as a peer or superior and you might be able to charm him over to your side .”
    “I'd prefer to just shoot him in the head.”
    Cloak sighed.
    “Do you guys know where Ga...Ultragoddess and her team are working from? Can we get in touch with them?” I asked. If there were superheroes in town, it seemed like a good idea to try to coordinate our efforts.
    Of course, neither of my henchmen knew about my past relationship with Gabrielle or the fact while on the moon, I'd coordinated with her off-the-books team, Shadow Seven.
    As insane as it sounded, America's sweetheart and the daughter of the world's greatest superhero was doing anti-government covert operations against the worst tyrants and