'Chaos is life and death,' Khan thought. 'Chaos is fire and water.'
Khan lowered his eyes to the huge fallen tree before scratching his head. He drew a line in the air but quickly waved his hand to disperse it. He repeated the process several times, occasionally adding more marks until a simple rune took form.
The rune activated, and the mana running inside its lines converged at its center, condensing and giving birth to a bright spherical liquid. Gravity affected it, turning it into a drop about to fall to the ground. Yet, Khan caught it with two stretched fingers, and his bright eyes soon moved to the broken trunk.
Khan waved his hand, and the drop drew a watery arc in the air that flew at the split trunk. The attack hit the wood, piercing it as if it were butter. The mana quickly dispersed, but its violent effects continued to rage, opening a series of cracks that further damaged the broken tree.
