He Is the Strongest in the World

"What... who are you people?" General Blue's voice trembled with fear. Through the gaps between He-El's fingers pressed against his face, he saw from the corner of his eye that every soldier he had brought had already fallen to the ground, completely unable to resist. How much time had passed since He-El pinned him down? Thirty seconds? One minute? Two minutes? In such a short time, all the soldiers he had brought—three squads of elite troops armed with firearms—had been taken out.