Garrett grunts as he gets up. Feeling his clothes having gotten tighter on his frame.
He grins and checks the mirror in the office.
He has grown to a solid 7ft now. He was looking powerful. He had gone past captain America levels of fitness and looked more like a grandmaster martial artist who trains their martial arts and weight resistance for hours at a time. He swears his build reminds him of that jiu jitsu master from the anime about a martial arts dojo called Ryozampaku.
He looked built for power and stamina. His muscles looked and felt like steel wires beneath his skin. His build was still proportional to what he needed. And his bones felt tougher than even hardened titanium Carbonite. The stuff used for heavy bunkers and tanks. He felt nearly invincible.
He grinned as he looked at his stats.
Most specifically the announcement and race he evolved to.