Theron found his head spinning, but his body reached a state of autopilot instantly. He reached for his weapons, only to remember that they weren't there. He had stored them away in his spatial ring.
Normally, he wouldn't do this. But he wasn't sure what was happening today. After General Pennel gave him this skin-tight black latex suit to wear, there was no longer anywhere to keep his weapons under robes like he liked to.
Realizing he wouldn't have the time to reach out with his Third Eye and pull them out, not with his head spinning like this, Theron made a split-second decision to focus on dodging.
BOOM!
The wall Theron had just been leaning against suffered a fist half the size of his head.
Even with his vision swimming, Theron knew that the General had actually chosen to attack from a distance. There was no body to exploit, and his enemy was suddenly ages away.
