The lightning bolts coursing through Khan's veins showed themselves in the shape of violent, raw energy that blew out of his mouth as if it were no different from air or saliva.
Thunder took control of the area, somehow echoing without needing air or atmosphere, filling the world with a blinding red light, clashing with the descending beams.
Nevertheless, no clash unfolded.
Instead of bumping into each other, unleashing predictable explosions, the two attacks seemed to merge, retaining their individual colors and textures. They crossed each other, seemingly ignoring one another, as if flying on two different layers of existence.
However, the effects of that unusual merging soon showed themselves.
The descending darkness was on a crash course with Khan's location, but scarlet veins suddenly invaded its shape, expanding like sharp branches throughout its fabric.
