Uber Jason - Strength 11

Jason's grasp on her waist tightened. His fingers dug into a lung, piercing it, breaking ribs. He squeezed her liver and Akako groaned with the pain; she spat up blood.

Through her haze of agony , she thought logically somewhere this sucker had to have a vulnerable point. She would not let herself give in to feat, even if she had to die in the process, and it looked like that would be the outcome.

She still held the needle and withdrew it now that the serum was inside him. She used the sharp tip to stab at the hand clutching her, where the skin webbed between the thumb and first finger, exposed because the metal glove had been singed and weakened coming through the force field.

Jason squeezed his hand at her waist so hard she believed his fingers must have met his thumb and formed a closed fist. The snap of ribs and the squish of organs filler her ears and she could feel the damage, the liver, the seat of life, which is why they called the organ after the state, and it was on her right side and... That anatomical analysis that had distracted her from the pain was cut short bu the agony that left her swooning coupled with the new horror; Jason X was raising that damned dangerous knife. It was a third of the length of her body.

	Jason X: Planet of the Beast - Pages 298-299