It was my turn to howl, and I screamed with rage as I dug my hand into his chest. Tactics and strategy were thrown out the window. Pure rage took over every thought and emotion. I didn't notice Gisael scale down to Reyas' side as I vented upon the massive ape beastman.
He swung his right arm at me with his mighty strength behind it. His core was large compared to an adventurer, but not as large as mine. His techniques were superior - I'd witnessed several body techniques, stoneskin and an advanced qi strike. He was naturally strong, and his sheer bulk was a defence in itself.
Qi flowed up the wood in my fingers to the tips and I pushed through his flesh. I was crazed and rather than worry about his arm I swung my head into his.
He was twice as big as me, but I was taller. And my mask revelled in the qi that flowed into it. With every ounce of strength I could muster which was fuelled by the rage of seeing Reyas in such a state I smashed my head into his.