The satisfying feeding ti had distracted Khan, committing a mistake he would have never made in his previous, weaker state, creating an opening that the God didn't hesitate to exploit.
Such a high-level battle shouldn't have room for mistakes. It wasn't only a matter of the accumulated fighting experience. Both challengers were strong enough to inflict debilitating or even deadly blows during wide openings, which could influence the rest of their clash.
Yet, Khan had been unable to help himself. He was following his
instincts, and that reaction had fallen under the sa category. That was his first proper al after being reborn, so his body and mind had relaxed on their own.
Nevertheless, a reason for that existed, which still led back to Khan's new instincts.
Whatever had slamd and was still raging on Khan's back hurt, burning him while pushing him away. However, the pain was misleading. It ca nowhere close to representing the damage Khan was suffering.
Khan fell prey to another instinctive reaction, stretching his arms, searching for handholds in the emptiness of space. His sharp fingers sohow found sothing and stabbed into it, creating so friction that went against his montum.
The fabric of space split, becoming solid under Khan's touch so that he could use it to fight against the pushing force. His montum was intense, more powerful than the world's structural integrity, leaving deep cuts in the vast nothingness as his figure gradually slowed down.
It was like sliding on the ground after a sudden stop, except on a far superior scale. Khan could treat the very space as nothing more than another surface, and his efforts eventually paid off.
Khan finally stopped, and the pushing force also waned. He peeked past his shoulder, spotting the two parallel grooves his hands had carved into the black emptiness before focusing on his back.
So smoke ca out of Khan's skin, but he found no injuries there. There weren't even any burns or redness. The attack had unleashed enough force to fling him away, but he remained virtually unhard. That was the reason why Khan's mind hadn't sounded the alarms earlier. His instincts had remained silent because there had been nothing to fear. The God's sudden attack simply wasn't a threat to him.
Khan's awareness of his new state deepened as the fabric of space fixed itself. He had already guessed he would have been sturdy. After all, his entire state and superiority were condensed into his body now. However, the realization managed to surprise Khan anyway, albeit for reasons that involved his opponent.
The God wasn't playing around. That superior being didn't need tests or adjustnt periods. He was already fully aware and in control of his power, aning he had failed to exploit the opening, committing a mistake himself.
The sole idea that the God could have made such a blunder sounded ludicrous, but Khan couldn't find other explanations. He was almost sure the God had wanted to kill, or at least heavily wound, him with the previous attack, and his failure to do so hinted at sothing else. Despite all that superiority and greatness, the God had failed to evaluate Khan's innate defenses properly.
Usually, that wouldn't be a big deal, especially considering the situation.
Khan was an incredibly unique creature, a being born from the union of three powers that had never seen a single instance of a proper fusion. He was a novelty to the universe, soone the God couldn't have any knowledge of.
Still, ignorance didn't an innocence, especially when it ca to the True Chaos' God.
That superior being was attempting to beco the very universe. A slight miscalculation on his side would have probably been unavoidable, but failing to hurt Khan completely implied a deeper issue.
It seed that whatever Khan had beco, it existed beyond the God's understanding and what he could predict.
Moreover, Khan knew that he could do much more. He felt it in his very bones. His entire body was itching to unleash its true power, whatever that implied.
Sothing condensed above Khan by the ti the fabric of space completely fixed itself. The God's physical shape instantly materialized, looking down at him through his scarlet eyes.
Khan turned to match that look, believing he could spot sothing unusual in the God's emotionless expression. Actually, his silence and lack of imdiate attacks spoke louder than words or ntal
ssages.
If Khan had to guess, he would think the God was surprised.
Of course, that break barely lasted a second before the battle picked up the pace again.
Khan didn't blink, but the scene in his obscuring vision instantly transford. Hundreds of ellipses replaced the space's emptiness, covering it with gates that harbored a blackness similar to Khan's
eyes.
The blackness stirred, almost boiling, before a tide of annihilating darkness shot downward, planning to subrge Khan and everything in his distant surroundings.
By then, Khan had seen all sorts of beam attacks. They were among the simplest but most effective techniques in the end.
Yet, the descending tide of blackness ended up reminding Khan about
sothing else. Its color was misleading, and the sa went for its temperature, but Khan felt a sense of familiarity with the Maker's final technique in that attack.
That conclusion was instinctive and relatively unfounded. Khan had made nothing more than a guess from the attack's energy signature. Nevertheless, Khan felt confident in that conclusion. Sothing in the descending energy's shape, the inaudible sounds it made, the pressure it applied on him, and even its sll, which Khan was sohow able to gauge, told him that he wasn't facing simple True Chaos.
'Is that what hit earlier?' Khan wondered. The incoming attack might very well be instantaneous for ordinary evolved warriors, but he found the ti to tilt his head and think, as well as focus on the itch stemming from his very bones.
And that itch accumulated, building up, becoming an urge Khan couldn't even attempt to suppress. He felt it pressing on his abdon, rising through his throat, forcing his mouth open to paint the world red and fill it with his thundering might.
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