Human Skin

Leonel's body exploded with power, every movement causing space to shudder. 

He remembered the feeling of being in control of El'Rion's body. For a Pluto, even a single drop of blood could pierce through a Void Beast's corpse as though it was made of nothing more than wet paper. That had taught him just how powerful the Race was, and it was what made him certain that he was still far away from that stage. 

However, even while acknowledging this, Leonel had come to understand something else. 

Every step forward he took was enormous, and the changes to himself weren't to be underestimated just because they didn't match up to the greatest standard of bodily strength here was. 

In terms of sheer body strength, at least in comparison to any other Fourth Dimensional existence Leonel could come across, he believed that there was no Demi-God that was a match for him. And even that was likely selling himself short.