The Hero's face stiffened as he noticed how Ackster wasn't exploding into a million tiny pieces of flesh and blood after voluntarily inhaling the world power he tossed out.
*YOU! What are you?!*
Ackster shrugged and looked at The Hero's feet. The Hero had to use a significant amount of world power to keep himself stable on the water surface while Ackster stood as naturally as on land.
If he could disrupt The Hero's footing, he could force him to use even more world power, even if he couldn't slice him up like a piece of fish.
*I told you. I don't know. But, if you let me kill you, I'm sure I'll get a clue. That's enough about me. You haven't told me who or what you are.*
Ackster didn't wait for an answer that he wouldn't get. He charged forward.
