"FBI, open the door!" Moraine pounded on the door.
A gorgeous blonde in a bathrobe opened it. Seeing Moraine and the others, she covered her mouth in surprise.
"Who are you looking for?"
"Akhid Komor. We've been ordered to arrest you. Here's the warrant." Moraine held up a sheet of paper in front of the woman.
"Heh, I'm not Akhid. You've got the wrong person."
The woman waved her hands awkwardly.
"Look, the person in the picture is a fat slob with a beard. I'm gorgeous..."
Before she could finish, a silver Desert Eagle pressed against her forehead. Moraine said calmly,
"I know your superpower lets you take on other people's appearances, and that you're practically powerless in a fight. Are you going to resist arrest?"
"...I was just joking. Don't take it so seriously."
The blonde's body began to twist, gradually turning into a short, fat, sleazy man with a beard.
"That superpower is disgusting!"
Tore, standing behind them, looked at the blonde turning into a sleazy man and spoke with disgust.
"How's that my fault? Compound V grants people random superpowers."
Akhid looked mournfully at the big, bald, muscular man with a beard. Who wouldn't want a superpower like Homelander's?
