There was even less to say about his fight with the Furies.
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Aside from their better weapons, these two were even less impressive than Kanto.
Shane figured the so-called Furies were more suited to fighting as a team. They probably had different responsibilities from the Dark Elite Corps, which was why the rest had not appeared.
He had already blown off the steam he had come to release, and fighting two Furies so dependent on their weapons was boring. Shane decided to end it quickly.
He closed in, seized the whip, wrapped the long black lash around its owner's neck, and slowly tightened it.
"Lashina!"
The other Fury screamed and rushed in to attack Shane and save her companion. Without looking back, he twisted and kicked her in the stomach.
She spat blood and flew backward.
"Gilotina, stay back."
Lashina clawed at the tightening whip with both hands, her feet kicking feebly against Shane's calf.
It did nothing.
"Without those world-destroying weapons, you're unbelievably weak!"
Shane's face remained blank as he kept pulling.
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He wasn't doing it out of sadism. Shane had no habit of prolonging an opponent's suffering.
The whip was resisting him.
The New Gods of Apokolips really did have exceptional equipment.
Individually, every one of them seemed weak to Shane, but the weapons in their hands were absurdly powerful.
Like the Mother Boxes supposedly carried by every New God, Lashina's whip clearly recognized its owner. As it fought Shane's strength, silver-white arcs spread across it and burned his palm.
The wound healed almost at once, without a drop of blood escaping.
During the time he had spent sinking into death and returning to life at the bottom of the Lazarus Pit, something had changed. Perhaps it had stimulated the Intelligent Atom in