Rain

Everything happened at a far slower speed in Khan's mind. His execution had been perfect. He had taken the mutated Thilku by surprise, exploiting the window created by the Wave spell. Yet, that wasn't enough against such a strong opponent.

The mutated Thilku didn't only withstand the deadly slash. The alien also brushed the injury off, reacting as soon as it felt pain and deploying enough speed to leave Khan helpless.

The huge six-fingered hand closed on Khan's wrist before he had the chance to do anything about it. Strength also flowed into it, ready to snap Khan's forearm into two parts.

Khan's thoughts ran quickly. Time almost froze in his eyes as he reviewed countermeasures he had already considered before descending toward the mutated Thilku.

The Nele arts could create a short distraction and destabilize the mutated Thilku. Yet, nothing would remove its hand from Khan's wrist. He would only fall with it.