Weakness
Alexander was anything but slow. His eyes darted around as he dodged the ruthless assualt of the elastic hands with inhumane agility. His body slipped through the small gaps, leaving dust rolling behind.
Finally, he got close to the Goat who was towering over him with almost four times of his height. Its front leg raised in the air, ready to crush the insect that had managed to slip close to him.
It was going to slam the the front leg however, at that time with a force as if large rock had been thrown at it, the Goat stumbled backwards, failing to kill Alexander.
'Guess he isn't completely useless,' Alexander thought as he grinned, looking at the Goat swaying its body left and right to remove the leftover flames from its body.
Only the two hand like horn were made of elastic so other parts were still venerable to the flames. But the furs still held on. It was a body of a Tier 5 Magical Beast, after all.