Xukhezur was also sent reeling, pressed down into the sand at a steeper angle given he was beneath the his opponent's blade when it detonated. The protomorphic replica of his short sword flew from his grasp in the process, scoring and puncturing his protomorphic jump suit across his left pectoral, lacerating his flesh down to the ribs before catching and ricocheting off to his left. Meanwhile his body was slammed into the ground and literally bounced, wrenching his neck and bruising his torso. The top of his head and his face throbbed, scorched raw. His pores glistened with the underlying blood that began to began to weep out, appearing faintly green against his pale skin, which indicated it was abnormal in some significant way. He was thankful that his goggles had protected his eyes, and winced painfully as he gingerly wiped them clean, standing up from his own divot in the sand where he'd landed, some twenty feet away. He coughed to catch his breath, wincing again as he did so given his battered body. Meanwhile his short sword, true to its protomorphically replicated nature, decayed into nothing after having been left unattended for six seconds, leaving Xukhezur with only the katana.