Sassenach Folds a Metal Pan in Her Bare Hands

Sassenach steps in flexed and ready, biceps loaded, forearms tight, and locks her grip on a solid metal pan. No tools. No tricks. Just raw muscle against steel. Watch her shoulders swell as she drives her hands together. The pan groans, caves, and folds under the pressure of her arms. Every squeeze brings a deeper crease, every twist crushes the metal smaller in her palms. That pan didn't stand a chance against her strength. Could you?