A relentless and ferocious energy, like the power that ignited the first spark of life, flooded out of Ackster's core, recreating his body with the unstoppable force of a budding seed. The golem's efforts to crush Ackster like a bug were futile.
Even before his body finished recreating, Ackster was already throwing wild punches, filled with the power of his Anima. He didn't bother with the trivialities like his martial arts or putting any thought behind his attacks.
Primal instincts controlled Ackster's mindless body as he reared from the effects of almost stepping back from existence.
He didn't need to bother with martial arts or controlling the force behind his strikes. Ackster's Anima gave him enough force to blast apart the clay with explosive ease.
