Cyphor could feel it as the trandoshans head slammed into him, the shifting of soft tissue and snapping of small fragile bones. He could feel the blood too as it welled up in his nostrils and mouth, taste it too, the metalic tang as well as the pain giving him something to focus on. Expecting another attack at any second Cyphor dived sideways, hoping that the trandoshan would expect him to move backwards to recover his senses.

Snorting to clear his nostrils as he got to his feet he assumed a more balanced stance. It would be better to try and keep the trandoshan at arms length he decided.

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