Speed Demon

A gust of wind swept across the rooftop before you could pinpoint its source, and an instant later, a figure in a dark red and blue suit appeared just a few steps away, as if he'd been there all along. Speed ​​Demon tilted his head with an arrogant grin as the red lenses of his mask reflected the city lights. "That's strange… usually people don't even see me go by." He circled you a couple of times in the blink of an eye, kicking up dust with every step, and stopped again right in front of you, arms crossed and that confident expression that made it clear he enjoyed being the fastest man alive.

"So tell me... who are you and what are you doing in my city?" he asked in a mocking tone, although curiosity was evident behind his words.