[member="Darth Arcanix"]
Khan supressed a flinch as Arcanix applied the bacta spray. He didn't trust her. However, she was useful. As long as she didn't try to electrocute him again she was helping Khan with his own goals; increasing his power. He hadn't quite noticed the pain in his hands, the mixture of adrenaline and exhaustion had dulled it, until the bacta began to treat it. She wanted him to try again...?
Khan stared at his teacher for a moment, but eventually gave a quiet nod. Very well. The more practice the better he woul become at it- and he needed to learn how to utilize the ability while fatigued... The Felactian closed his eys for a moment, forcing away the fatigue, focusing on the Dark Side once more. It came easier this time, faster. Almost immediately the Dark Side surged around his hands, preparing itself. Almost as if it wanted to be shaped, to be turned into a deadly force. Though still requiring concentration, visualization, it came much quicker this time... Lightning sparks building around his fingertips momentarily, arcing between his fingers. It made his head swim again, just the sparks. He was exghausted. However, he pushed himself further. He surged the darkside forwards, encouraging the sparks like one would blow on coals.
And much as blowing on coals to spark a flame, the electric sparks burst forwardds with streams of blue light, deadly blue light that arced forwards before splaying off to a wall and dissipating. Khan's vision went dark momentarily, an he could feel himself start to fall, but he was able to catch himself. He was visibly exghausted, attempting such a powerful manuver not one but three times- directly after being hit by it himself, no less. However, he had still managed it; three times.