The hulls of the Flesh Ships carrying the Low Tier Demons were nowhere near as strong as the Punisher's.
Whether it was the slashes from his Black Cutter or the Living Bomb Special Ability provided by his Mimic Evolution Body's Morphic Armor form, it was nothing but a dream for these traitors to think they could escape from Reinhardt.
"Where do you think you're going?"
When Reinhardt's deep, cruel voice echoed through the cabin, these Void Knights of the Flayers Warband scattered like a startled flock of sheep, smashing open the hatch in a mad dash to leap from the ship.
Ten breaths.
No one was left alive.
Faced with Reinhardt's Mighty Power, death was the only outcome for these traitors, who were merely at the level of Official Knights.
Reinhardt pulled the Divine Emperor's Fury from the last Void Knight's chest, kicked the body to the ground, and ignored its agonized wails as his gaze swept across the Barge Port warzone.
