Ten tons of force—that was the kind of strength a seasoned mid-Silver rank warrior could unleash at their peak.
Not bad at all, considering Damien hadn't used any flashy technique or spiritual augmentation. It was pure, raw strength—no elemental boost, no domain support, nothing but a clean, direct punch.
"If I used a proper combat technique…"
He didn't finish the thought. The result wouldn't have been a mere ten tons—that much was certain.
From what he had gathered so far, some elite martial techniques could temporarily double a warrior's maximum output. A ten-ton punch could become twenty. That was the difference between blowing open a gate and collapsing a fortress.
Of course, he wasn't in a rush to get his hands on such techniques.
He had something far more unique: his acceleration talent.
And right now, what truly intrigued him was this—
"What happens if I stack my acceleration with one of those high-tier explosive techniques?"
The thought made his lips curl slightly.