Killing What is Already Dead.
Cain frowned,
"Might? What do you mean by 'might'?"
Khan sighed, "He isn't sure. It is headed this way, but we can't be sure why."
Cain was confused, "If that's the case then we can just find some place to hide till it passes over. I'm sure it isn't hunting us down."
Khan shook his head, "He said it's moving too fast. There's no other choice, we have to face it."
'Fuck!' Cain would rather not fight here if he had to. This meant Khan's blessing would wear off.
Cain walked to the back of the now stationary group to meet Boulder.
"How certain are you?"
Boulder had a light frown on his usually impassive face,
"I'm not a hundred percent certain. What o do know is that we can't avoid it, it's far too late for that."
Cain sighed, "We can't outrun it?"
Boulder shook its head, "It's moving too fast."
Cain fell silent, his thoughts moving quickly,
"In that face, how does one fight against a {Sand Wraith}?"