At that critical, life-or-death moment, Homelander's beast-like Survival Instinct, along with the last shred of pride buried deep within him, was like a weak flame that suddenly flared fiercely in the face of despair, unleashing a vast, unprecedented strength.
He clenched his teeth, his facial muscles twisting violently from the exertion until his expression became almost terrifying.
Every muscle in his body tensed as he used every ounce of strength he had. Like a fish dying on a dried-up riverbed, desperate to return to the water, he twisted frantically, trying to break free from Sebastian Shaw's ironclad grip.
His eyes were wide and bloodshot, filled not only with fear of death but also with unwillingness to accept such humiliation.
Sebastian Shaw paused slightly, a flicker of barely perceptible surprise flashing through his eyes.
In his eyes, Homelander had long been meat on the chopping block, entirely at his mercy.
Yet he had never expected Homelander to erupt with such tenacious resistance in this desperate situation.
But he was only stunned for a brief instant before his cold will and extensive combat experience brought him swiftly back to his senses.
Then the muscles all over his body bulged as he poured all his strength into his hands. They were like iron clamps welded onto Homelander's body, gripping him with deadly force, every finger seeming to dig into Homelander's flesh without leaving the slightest room to loosen.
This time, Sebastian Shaw gave Homelander no chance to catch his breath.
Accompanied by a bone-chilling crack, as though the thick trunk of an ancient tree weathered by countless years had been snapped in an instant by an irresistible immense force.
Homelander's back broke completely under Sebastian Shaw's lethal force.
In that instant, Homelander felt excruciating pain surge violently from his spine and spread through