The palm strike connects, Cran, who was already in the air, as he had tried to leap, was sent quite a bit up before crashing to the ground. A surge of pain shocked into him, but he rolled, before leaping to his feet. Alexander's strike had cracked some of Cran's ribs, as could be heard in Cran's hampered breathing. 
	"...D-damn it...totally outclassed...." Cran grumbles, before smiling, hearing Alexander saying the fight was over. ".....Thank you. Self control....admirable..." Cran chuckles, before letting out a groan of discomfort. "Have to...admit it, I envy your strength. Where did you learn to unlock your potential like you have? Was it that..blessing, you mentioned?" Cran asks. He then looks over at Ares. "...and who are you...woman with such power that it can be felt in the air like humidity?" Cran asks her, fear evident in him still.