"Like a baby born without skin--like a soul puked up out of the depths of hell--he screams loud and long and vengeful, endlessly vengeful. Dibny doesn't stand a chance. Not against him. He could kill us all. For him it'd be easy. He could kill us all. It'd be easy. There's no end to what he can do. Whatever he imagines-whatever flickers across his subconscious---he becomes. Eel O'Brien. Plastic Man. Immeasurably powerful. Absolutely nuts."