Another Trip Under The Surface

Alex was still using his mana vision and noticed something about Clark's last strike. 

The mana in his trainer's body had suddenly rushed to his fist!

Plus, the residual mana left in his own body was now blazing to life, with a microscopic thread latching between the two sources.

'I can't let his attack connect!' Alex thought, in panic.

He could feel like his body was being pulled toward the incoming fist, and there was only one thing he could think of.

"Thousand Thoughts."

Time slowed to a crawl from his perspective.

He watched as the thread between his stomach and Clark's fist became taut. He could feel the slow tug at him, telling him this attack was meant to hit a hundred percent of the time.

But he had a terrible feeling about it.

His instincts kicked in, and already his hair was changing colour, as were his eyes. Fur grew on his arms and face as his canines suddenly elongated, slightly protruding from his lips.