The blast was enough to throw him back some, even as his hands dug into the ground to try and hold his ground. But the attack was weakening, and he could already feel his strength increasing to pretty near full power. The blast had torn his clothes, and more importantly, skin, to shreds so that he was all metal as far as anyone could see.
With the blast still colliding with him, he struggled to his feet, pushing back against the attack and step by step walking towards Hayes. With Hayes' attack weaker and he stronger now, it only slowed down his march towards the man, but it certainly wasn't stopping him. It seemed a theme Hayes and his thugs would find here, he wasn't one to be stopped or brought down with force.
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