"So, that's when you first realized the world had superpowers and started using them yourself?"

"Hell no. From my perspective, my adrenaline kicked in, traffic slowed for the two... well, three idiots in the road, and I tuned out the sounds of the city to run."

"Ah, yeah. Most people have trouble remembering details in a fight, or traffic accident."

"Nah. It's hard to observe everything. You never really forget, and you never know what was going on the way someone watching from the sidelines might. But that's my opinion."

"Your opinion as the... Overlord of humanity?"

"Heh. Sure. But anyway, from my perspective..."

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I ran down the street, and thought "Oh, wait, I might be getting in the way of that trained policeperson... or whatever. Then again, that means I'm ahead, and... gaining." I learned a few things in the next few minutes. I learned that having no combat training, and jumping a guy who's running for his life... is as bad an idea as it sounds.

I tried grabbing his shoulder and pulling him backwards to the ground. He grabbed my arm and pulled forwards... and I tripped, he dragged me bodily for a bit, and then his bag got under the wheel of a passing car. He let go of it and started punching me in the face.

I grabbed his wrist, tried to get my feet under me, tried to throw him off balance... tried not to fall under the cars that I suddenly realized weren't actually stopping where they could be dented...

Then a bolo whipped around us, calling a merciful end to the pummelling, and adding bruises to my bruises that used to be ribs. The man I was now bound to, after a moment, stopped, and screamed in my face. Which seemed rude, but it made a lot of sense when the minivan caught me in the rear.