In a different situation, the sight of the two descending black figures would have reassured Khan. Their prompt arrival probably implied that they had focused on chasing him, sparing the outpost and Wayne's ship from their might.
However, Khan was nowhere near his right mind now. He could hardly think about anything past the two aliens. Khan didn't even care about their origin, species, or purpose. He only knew they had lost any right to breathe, if they even did that in the first place.
The two aliens crossed the barren planet's atmosphere at high speed, stopping at some distance above Khan. The sky wasn't bright, only filled with a dim, pale-grey radiance, but that illumination was enough to highlight their features.
Khan had already inspected the shorter alien, and his taller companion shared his iconic features.
