Thasseldar panted as he realized just how out of combat shape he was. In truth, he hadn't fought in actual combat for many years. No wonder this arrival was landing blows.

He still had one card, however. Locking his eyes with (Clark)'s, he told him "As I mentioned, look behind you." He concentrated in his mind the familiar entryway of the hotel, right next to the fallen Hanson's foot. When the teleportation commenced, he would swing with all his might - in the hopes that his leg wouldn't fail him beforehand. And, of course, hoping that he didn't teleport incorrectly...