Toyed Around With: Injuring A Goddess (II)

Aegeus's eyes flashed with inspiration. His mind was a mess and his reasoning was clouded, yet he could feel the spirit of war bubbling within him. His power as a Berserker filled his bones with strength and made them tougher than the most precious of stones. His muscles were akin to the thick hide of an Ascension Beast - a beast of divinity - and the blood that run through his veins were as precious as gold. The rubies lodged within his eye sockets gleamed as a great thirst for battle filled his bones. His arms ached, but he was a Body Wielder! Pain, persistence and endurance were his bread and butter! Unless his bones were crushed to dust and his muscles torn to bits, he would still fight! In one fluid motion he pulled his arm back and threw another punch!

There was no technique involved, neither did Aegeus resort to using a Glow or a Breath. In his current state his mind could not think of such things. This was merely the most primitive of actions. This was a fight for dominion and