Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160927005650/@comment-28358106-20161125174634

Having seen what he has, and having seen what he will do, this time I don't hesitate. The price will be steep, but I'm willing to pay it.

The Glyph springs from my body and I reach out and grab the ether, pulling the threads of time. Sound drops to a low, muted rumble as I bend the plane toy will. Everything slows, then stops. Exerting effort, my face a mask of concentration, I rewind everything, slowly, and watch in detail, taking note of where everything and everyone is.

I stop just as Septius is taking out his pistol. I'll have to be quick...

Time springs forward. The second thug shouts.

"WHAT THE F*** IS YOUR DEAL - ?!!"

This time, I focus intensely on the metal of his weapons. Septius reaches in and grabs his pistol...and finds the metal red hot. He shouts and drops it to the ground. He begins shouting as I focus on his other weapons. I shout to Jeiel.

"JEIEL, HURRY UP AND STOP HIM!"