Homelander was finally getting a proper fight. Superman's brain might have been thoroughly washed, but he could take a beating, and he packed a punch.
"What's wrong? Tired?"
He lifted his chin at Superman and flashed a provocative smile.
"That all the stamina the Son of Krypton has? I haven't even warmed up yet."
Superman fell silent.
This was the first opponent of this caliber he had faced since Zod.
Not only did Homelander match him in strength and speed, but his fighting skills far surpassed Superman's.
Then there was that strange lightning magic, not to mention stamina that seemed inexhaustible.
In that case...
He would rely on the one thing Kryptonians prided themselves on most.
His mind made up, Superman charged again.
This time, he abandoned defense entirely and let Homelander's fist strike him.
He would trade on his invulnerability for a chance to attack!
Bam—!!
Homelander drove a charged Lightning Fist into Superman's shoulder. Superman gritted his teeth against the lightning coursing through him and seized Homelander's wrist.
"Got you."
Superman grinned savagely and slammed his other fist toward Homelander's face.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Three punches in a row, each one landing squarely.
They blasted Homelander's carefully styled hair into a mess.
"How's that feel, knockoff?" Superman taunted. "How much longer can you last?"
Homelander made no attempt to break free. Instead, he grabbed both of Superman's arms and smashed his forehead into Superman's.
"I can do this all day!"
Thud—!
The headbutt sent Superman flying dozens of meters, his head ringing.
Homelander did not press his advantage. He reached up and touched his hair.
His carefully styled blond hair had fallen loose, hanging messily over his forehead.
Homelander went still.
He slowly raised his head. The easy composure in his eyes was gone, replaced by a dark