Heracles fixed his piercing gaze on the Noble Phantasm in Lancer's hand, which radiated a chilling, lethal light, standing firm like an unshakeable mountain.
With a dull thud, the razor-sharp spear pierced straight into Heracles's chest like a flash of lightning.
This full-power strike carried the momentum of a crashing wave, and the immense impact forced Heracles to take a small step back.
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