How Manly Are You?

[All Might]

I submit my proof!

“Are you-“ Might flexed himself out of the wall, “-holy shit.”

And for good measure!

One of the orcs had almost reached him, readying a knife, when Might's smile turned sharp, "Detroit Smash!" his fist shot forward in a blink, his fist burying itself in the orc's huge chest, before rippling out in a shockwave. 

The orc was flung backwards at high speed, crashing into two of his fellows before slamming into the wall, an angry red and violet welt covering his chest, where the imprint of a fist was marked. The shockwave had shoved five more of his opponents down as well, and Might stepped forward. He shook one hand to get the pins-and-needles feeling out of it, before reaching over and grabbing one of his downed opponents. Taking the orc by the ankles, he began to swing the lughead around, before letting go and sending him crashing into two more orcs.