Zhan snarled, his body undulating wildly in an attempt to evade and outlast Alexander's continuous assault, shifting its form wildly to place it out of his reach. Even with that, though, the gap now present between their physical abilities was too much for the Floor Guardian to directly bear. The metallic slime that had effortlessly stopped Senna's arrows was torn into like gelatin, pieces of the Slime Prince splattering haplessly against the floor, seemingly unable to act on their own with the connection to the main body cut. 

A few moments progressed like this, with Zhan's bodily mass gradually being torn away by Alexander, but abruptly Alexander would feel something change. As his hands tore into Zhan's body, the flow of slime inside the body would change, reorienting the direction of his attacks like a leaf floating down a stream. While the lower-level slimes were utterly incapable of such a feat, Zhan's control over his body had reached the point where, even if he could not directly evade Alexander's attacks, he could at least command the flow of his internal body to mitigate their impact. With this change, each of Alexander's attacks bore less impact, forced out of Zhan's body prematurely or guided away from areas where large quantities of slime congregated. At no point did Zhan attempt to counterattack against the Ares Guild Member, too concerned that doing so would not only be pointless, but also expose him unnecessarily; it was better to stay on the defensive and outlast this power. 

In conventional time, roughly thirty seconds passed like this, with Zhan being worn down but managing to hold on. The slime's humanoid form had been abandoned, replaced by a single "rod" of slime. While Alexander had the power to tear the rod in half and use that as a means of figuring out where in it Zhan's core was, his enemy's manipulation of the slime within his body forced Alexander's attacks out before they could cut through him in full, leaving him merely able to scoop out handfuls of the enemy at a time. In these thirty seconds, roughly half of Zhan's body mass had been torn away, splattered along the cavern. If this were to continue for another minute or so, the possibility of Zhan being fully worn down was wholly possible.

However, it was at this point that Alexander would hear a voice in his head, the voice of Ares. 

[i]'The medallion's about to wear off; get out of there, now! You don't want to be still on this floor when it runs out.'[/i]