Drake's Battle

Taron looked at Drake, but the smirk was no longer on his face. Now that his face was hidden with his metal helmet, he showed his true face.

Worry.

"Wendy, how is he healing?" he asked.

<He seems to be a being with healing factor. It must one of the many abilities he possesses.>

"These goddamn aliens and their powers," Taron said softly. "Any idea how to beat him?"

<I suggest you destroy him until his healing can't keep up>

"I guess that is the only way," Taron said. He then put up his arm to shoot his blaster, and suddenly a crosshair appeared in his vision.

As his hands moved, the crosshair moved along as well. When it landed on Drake, he fired.

Drake was ready for the shot, so he simply moved away. He wasn't as fast as the blaster shot itself, but he was faster than Taron himself. 

So, if he knew when Taron was going to attack, he could dodge it in time.