Sassenach the brutal cop crushes her glasses

Badge on, biceps out. Sassenach suits up as the muscle behind the law, and the only thing harder than her stare is the squeeze in her hand. She flexes. The sleeves strain. Those huge arms pump up tight as she rolls a pair of glasses between her fingers — twisting, bending, snapping the frames apart like evidence she wants gone. Lenses pop. Metal folds. Nothing survives that grip. Are you ready to break this kind of law?