For a second, Khan lost himself in his suffering. Violent mana still enveloped him, digging through his flesh in countless spots. His mind tried to go blank from the pain, but his urges didn't let it.
Still, the spell soon lost its power, and its mana began to disperse in random directions, leaving Khan alone. He ended up in a relatively harmless purple-red cloud, and gravity tried to bring him into the waters below.
Khan grunted, forcefully stomping his left leg to continue flying. The gesture lacked Khan's usual grace but conveyed its strength, dispersing the cloud without sending him upward.
The almost-failed kick said a lot about Khan's condition. His senses were also partially off. His ears buzzed, and his eyes hurt, but his perception still worked at full speed, warning him about the incoming boulders.
