The second sect elder stumbled back as soon as he sensed Aksai approaching him.
"S-Stay back!" he shouted, but his legs gave out and he fell on his backside.
Aksai didn't listen. He didn't have to.
With a burst of speed, he closed the distance between them in a blink. The elder barely had time to raise his hand before Aksai struck.
A single punch to the stomach shattered the elder's spirit robe and snapped his ribs like twigs. Before the elder could even scream, Aksai's hand sank into his chest. Bone cracked. Flesh tore.
Then came the sound—the horrible, wet squelch—as Aksai's fingers wrapped around something soft and pulsing. He ripped it out once again.
Blood sprayed in all directions. The second elder's mouth opened in a silent scream, his eyes wide in horror as his body went limp and collapsed.
