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... n the face with his fist.

With all the force he could muster, enough to turn the rocks to dust.

Thud!

He punched himself in the face, again and again.

No matter how strong his body was, there was no way he could be okay punching himself in the face with his bare hands.

His lips burst, his eyes bulged. It must have hurt, but Hercules didn't stop punching.

"That's enough."

A voice came from nearby.

YuWon stood in front of him. Hercul ...

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