Doctor Stronghold awoke to find himself, once again, in the lair of Siegfried the Terrible. One hundred guards stood guard around Doctor Stronghold, and a steel girder had been twisted and welded into a collar around his neck. Doctor Stronghold flexed his neck muscles with such force that the steel girder burst asunder and each rivet holding it in place shot out and killed a guard. (Doctor Stronghold calculated the trajectories beforehand.) Some guards with spears confronted Doctor Stronghold. He deflected their spears by flexing his forearms. “YOUR SPEARS MEAN NOTHING TO ME!” He flexed his arms further, shattering the spears.
Regarding Your SpearsIn by Brandon on January 14, 2011 at 2:38 pm