Kaan barely made it to the end of the corridor when Thorin appeared in front of him, claws bared—thick, gleaming, and deadly. With a swift swing, Thorin raked his claws across Kaan's cheek. The emperor jerked backward just in time, the claws slicing the air where his throat had been a moment earlier.
Staggering to regain his balance, Kaan moved to summon his power—but before he could, a hand clamped around his ankle and yanked hard.
He crashed to the ground with a heavy thud. Spinning around onto his back, he looked up and found Puck standing over him, breathing heavily, eyes burning with determination.
Kaan thrust his hand upward, summoning a wave of deadly particles. But Puck reacted fast—he sprang back, kicked off the wall in a rolling arc through the air, and landed neatly beside Thorin, ready for the next attack.
They clashed once more, but this battle was fiercer than before.
