Strength (Intersectionality)

Before the Destructon could recover, he raised a fist and smashed it down into the transparent material. It was hardened for interstellar travel and much stronger than the materials that made up his own fist, so the pain was exquisite. He allowed himself a nanoklik to savor it, then hammered down again. This time he put a crack in it, while shattering the servomechanisms that gave him fine dexterity. A third blow created a spiderweb of fissures, and the fourth shattered it.