Whatever he'd like to say about the devil is pretty well forgotten when the knife sinks into his thigh. It's enough that he jerks off the hooks, a groan leaving his lips in pain. Strung up so long, woozy from blood and pain, he can't quite stop himself from fumbling forward...

Or sinking down as he grabs at the handle of the knife.

"You fucking cunt!" Jesus fucking Christ. Homelander had better fucking run before he pulls this fucking blade out and shoves it the first place he reaches.