Ackster looked at the gorilla's mangled corpse. The power it had been about to pull out and fight back with had sent a few chills down his spine. Ackster glared. If it was going to use something that fun, why wait until it was too late?
'Stupid bastard.'
Fortunately, the gorilla wasn't the only beast in the forest with that kind of strength.
Now that he had reached a new understanding of his martial arts, Ackster wasn't sure whether any of the other beasts would be his match. If he could blow apart a beast that prioritized defense, he could blow apart other beasts as well.
But things would be different if they possessed something like vitality.
Ackster hadn't had time to sense what it was before his strike landed. But it belonged to a beast. It couldn't be much other than vitality.
