The Clan's leader felt the death creeping upon him.
But all he could think about is what would happen after he died. After all, he is the strongest person there at the moment. He is the leader of the clan. He is unwilling to die like this.
He wanted to summon as much strength as he can, but he cannot. He cannot find any strength and he cannot find any help.
As his thoughts wandered around, all of a sudden he felt a familiar aura approaching them.
*KEENEN*
A weird whistling sound came and before he realized it, a white flash appeared in front of him blocking the fist.
*BOOM*
The clan leader took in the aftershock of the clash and flew backwards.
But in the middle of it, he could see that familiar silhouette he admired so much over the years. He heaved a sigh of relief and let his consciousness slip away while he was still mid-air.
He crashed onto the ground but stayed alive.