[b]The good thing was that a right attack was the only feasible one, and easily predicted. A forward attack would be too rash, and it was impossible to attack on the left. He quickly raised his forearm grip, deflecting the blow off them, and staggering back. Knowing that the poison would be lethal, he had to make his move. Upon the stagger, the cyborg could see the skin upon his frame tighten and harden, his muscles grow in size and mass, everything about him seemed to get... Bigger, stronger. It eventually looked as if his skin was so tight and thick it might have well been armor. [/b] GOOD, I FEEL STRRRROOONG!!!! [b]He had gained an extra inch or two, his body compensating for the size by increasing everything else by two inches, like his arms, but not that (hehe). He pulled forward from the stagger, and punched the rock with his left hand, shattering it and sending softball sized stone daggers at the cyborg. [/b] [spoiler]Dale: Physical Prowess. Essentially his durability and physical strength become twice that of his opponent, his skin and muscle adapting to resemble the thickness and hardness of the armor. He is the strongest man in the world- after all. [/spoiler]