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Long, confusing, and empty minutes passed until they reached the half-a-hour mark. Khan flowed through the symphony, flying, swinging, and kicking according to what touched his senses until nothing else came his way.

Khan gracefully landed on the ground before inspecting his surroundings. Dust hid his vision, making his eyes itchy and teary, but colors still shone. The symphony had grown calmer, and the earthquake had stopped. No sharp movements unfolded, and auras quieted down at the inevitable realization.

'It's over,' Khan thought, heaving a deep sigh and wiping his knife on his pants.

The dust slowly settled down, revealing the new state of the battlefield. The brown plain was a mess of shallow and deep gorges connected to a big one that ran for hundreds of meters. Furry corpses also occupied every corner of that destroyed environment, and a few scarlet capes lay among them.