And it did, both of them. As the energy signature of Alfin's body took a massive nose dive, weakening him and making this perfect opportunity even better.
Wilkis might be able to succeed in this game without much struggle, or so he thought.
But before the rings can close in and activate the temporal space zone, the beast ripped off its own head and threw it out of the enclosing ring.
"This bastard."
Wilkis can see it, he knows the thing he captured was nothing more than rotten flesh that burst into multiple vials or potions and drugs that Alfin usually hid in his body.
They have remained in his body till now, unknown to many. There was even a grenade capable of harming Wilkis in the body of Alfin. Making Wilkis understand the kind of person Alfin truly was.
And yes, the 'was' part is pretty appropriate for the current situation. As there was a low chance the old Alfin recovers from this state of his.
"No worries." Wilkis thought, knowing he had failed in holding Alfin.