The kick landed squarely into the side of Sekhmet's head. Sekhmet nudged a bit, cracking his neck and stretching it. His power level was too high for such a kick to injure him very much. He dashed forward and delivered a False Swipe at Nicklas. The False Swipe made him fake attack, allowing him access to Nicklas's back.
Once there, Sekhmet let loose a bolt of lightning at the tents. They erupted in a fountain of flames. The fire trailed, and caught multiple tents aflame. The intense heat was scorching the small amount of grass lying at the bottom of the gorge.
"Come on, Zamikios!" Sekhmet goaded him. "I wonder, does a son sound like his father when he screams?" Sekhmet smiled malevolently. "I wonder...Let us find out!" Sekhmet cast a green blast of light into the ground, and a replica phantom of Lloyd Zamikios rose, sword angled to attack. He squng violently at Nicklas.