Hercules.
In Greek mythology, he was the child of Zeus and a mortal woman, and was also persecuted by Hera.
Yet with the aid of the gods, the boy who possessed half of Zeus's bloodline overcame countless hardships and ultimately became one of the Olympian gods despite Hera's obstruction.
But now, the mighty hero who should have opposed Hera was blocking their path before her bedchamber.
Whoosh!
The iron axe cleaved through the air with a piercing shriek.
The cold gleaming axe blade swept past Clark's scalp.
"All right, Clark. Show me what you've got."
Rather than making a move, Jino took a step back and gave up his position.
"I don't want to fight you!" Clark unleashed his superspeed, his every joint moving nimbly under the coordination of his nerves as he dodged Hercules's axe.
"Fight me!" Hercules ignored Clark's attempt at communication. Veins bulged across his knotted, muscular arms as he swung the iron axe with ferocious force.
"Fine, you asked for it!"
Dodging another downward slash, Clark bent his knees slightly and leaped upward, his eyes glowing red!
Bzzz!
A powerful beam slammed into the massive axe.
Splash!
The iron axe forged from divine metal was not as sturdy as expected, unable to withstand the sun's boiling temperature.
Under the searing Heat Vision, it melted into clear molten iron like ice and snow tossed into a furnace.
The scalding molten iron poured over Hercules's fingers, making the seemingly powerful man let out a miserable scream.
The molten metal burned through his skin, exposing stark white bones.
Hercules dropped to his knees, clenching his fists tightly as though that could make him ignore the pain in his hands.
"It's over!"
Clark hurried behind Hercules, turning his fist into an open palm and lightly striking the nerves in Hercules's